The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Although Omar and Benedict both used swords and mastered swordsmanship, Benedict used a single sword, whereas Omar wielded two.

Two longswords, one was red and the other blue, as red as fire and as blue as ice, showing impeccable force.

“Xander, are you saying that Omar has hidden skills that he never showed?” when Maya heard Xander, she looked surprised, “Ones that he never showed before during the spiritual apprentice list ranking competition?”

Xander nodded.

“We coincidentally met at the Immortal Soldiers Arena, and from then onward, we exchanged information about each other.”

Then, Xander paused as if he recalled the scene that day before adding, “If Casper wants to win, he should force Omar to show the skill as soon as he can.

Otherwise, he has no chance of winning.

Moreover, if he can’t win against Omar today, then he won’t be able to defeat me even after three months.”

Xander was the most prestigious figure among the apprentices, and from a certain point of view, he could be said to be their seniors.

Even Omar, Maya, and the rest were convinced by him.

Hence, when Xander told that, then it would not be wrong.

Maya looked at Caspian, who was in the arena, and mumbled, “I don’t even know who I should support in this match.”

Even though Solana did not interact with the two, her gaze was always on Caspian.

In her eyes, there was a trace of eagerness that no one noticed.

The match soon began.

“Casper, you better watch out!” Omar smiled and withdrew his swords.

“Fierce as Fire!” Omar swept his longsword across with a loud thud, and a hot airwave instantly rushed toward Caspian.

Then, the surrounding air seemed to be boiling, and they danced like golden snakes.

“Inscription!”

Caspian focused on Omar’s sword, and he finally realized why it was different from ordinary sharp weapons.

That was the power of inscriptions!

That was a type of flame inscription, which Caspian learned from the Flame Sword in Evergreen Town.

Nonetheless, it was apparent that the rank of the inscription on Omar’s longsword was much higher than the one of the Flame Sword!

sword light even appeared, Caspian could sense a powerful force blasting in front

took would hurt his lungs so bad as if they were filled with

roared and stabbed at

light was like a Grim Reaper’s sickle, slashing through the darkness and

raging flames

torn apart like clothes

Caspian’s spear skill, and they

a high-ranking Earth Grade

Casper was confident to challenge

out he mastered

the raging flames with one slash,

lightning and ghost, turning into dozens of phantoms in the

was so realistic, and it was

all rushed toward

“What an amazing technique!”

couldn’t even catch up with

turns out to be so

actually indignant when I lost to him

seems that the gap of our

the ring exclaimed

Even Maya was wide-mouthed.

is much stronger than he was when we last

Is he a freak

Crackle and rattle!

slab on the ring cracked inch

Caspian’s phantoms, the

spears were like a raging tide wanting to

ring seemed to be stirred, rolling like

powerful offensive was

“Cold as ice!”

shout sounded from the vortex

suddenly gleamed, appearing out of thin

a gap in between the shadows of the

hole, like ink dripping on paper and

show his strength by

continues battling this way, Omar

realms, and Casper definitely can’t

red sword light

sound of metal and stones impacting one