Global Awakening: Apocalypse Ender's Chronicle

Chapter 282: Recruitment

'I can do this…' Lysandra said in her mind as her Sword Art wasn't perfected yet. This Sword Art was called Whispering Blade. She had obtained this technique from a Wooden Treasure Chest. Unfortunately, this sword art was difficult to master, and she hadn't even perfected it in the first phase.

Nonetheless, she believed that her proficiency would increase if she continued using it in battle, especially against stronger opponents.

As she started using her Sword Art, Lysandra's movements didn't become faster, but they suddenly became more fluid.

She flowed like water, and it was as if she was tracing intricate patterns.

Each stroke was graceful yet deadly…

The crowd who were watching had seen these movements from Lysandra before, so they weren't that surprised. Most of them knew that she had obtained this from a Wooden Treasure Chest… It was a pity that only one person could learn this technique.

Nonetheless, the Whispering Blade certainly deserved its name because of its swiftness that was akin to a whisper…

Whoosh~

She sliced through the air, aiming to strike Shane.

'Awesome…'

Shane met her head-on as he decided to match her speed.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Hatchets clashed with the sword as sparks erupted everywhere..

But Lysandra didn't stop, her blade deflecting each strike.

She spun, the Whispering Blade tracing arcs of light and she started getting faster and faster… She also felt thankful to Shane as he was allowing her to push herself to the limit!

Shane smiled as he decided to be on the defensive side...

"I guess you're just looking for a strong opponent where you can fully show everything you got… Come!" Shane said as he understood what Lysandra was trying to do. Nonetheless, he decided to help her.

As the battle went on, the crowd gasped—no one had seen such mastery.

Lysandra pressed on, not knowing that Shane was completely doing fine with her relentless attacks...

Soon, she shifted her sword and aimed for Shane's heart. She wasn't trying to kill him, and she only wanted to see Shane's reaction…

Then, before she could even fully thrust her sword, Shane already sidestepped while his hatchets moved…

One grazed her arm, drawing blood. It was shallow, and Shane perfectly controlled it.

Nonetheless, Lysandra still winced, but she didn't stop.

She felt that her Sword Art had reached another level!

'I can do it!' She declared in her mind!

Then, her Whispering Blade became more forceful; her sword strikes became faster and faster, and all her attacks contained more pressure!

However, Shane sidestepped and dodged all of the incoming attacks.

His hatchets could somehow parry all of her attacks that were already a blur in everyone else's eyes!

"Awesome! Who is that handsome guy?!"

"He's actually doing great against our swordwoman…"

"Right… He must be a Ranker for sure."

"Perhaps he can beat a Tyrant Zombie alone. What do you think?"

"Is he a new recruit? Where did he come from?"

Many from the crowd started guessing Shane's identity since they knew so few who could fight against Lysandra with her full strength.

Anyway, none of this mattered to Shane.

He aimed for her legs, but she leaped, avoiding the strike. Her blade descended, aiming for his shoulder.

Shane then raised his hatchet, intercepting the blow.

Bang!

The clash sent shockwaves up his arms, but he grinned.

"Not bad... You're really doing great with your current speed and strength."

"Ohh… Really?"

Lysandra responded with a was a fierce smile. She adjusted her grip on the sword as her muscles tensed. With a sudden burst of strength, she pushed forward, driving Shane back. His boots scraped against the ground, and for a moment, he felt as if she had higher strength…

'No… Was it a knockback effect of the sword?' Shane thought as he couldn't believe that he got pushed back by her attack.

After all, if it was the Knockback Effect, it was something he couldn't defend against with his current set of equipment that had no resistance against such effects.

But then he gathered himself.

With a roar, he swung both hatchets, aiming for Lysandra's head. Of course, he wasn't trying to kill her. His hatchets were currently covered with his Aura, and if she was hit, her head wouldn't get severed, but she would be blown away instead.

However, Lysandra was still quick as she ducked, rolling to the side. The blades missed by inches, cutting through the air.

And then, as Shane glanced at her, she was already on her feet, sword raised.

"It's my win… But you did really well. May I ask what your level is right now?" Shane asked.

Lysandra's eyes widened as she heard this. She knew she hadn't lost just yet.

It was the same for those who were watching. They couldn't understand why Shane was so sure that he had won when it wasn't clear.

"Hey… You should at least knock me down or---" destroy my weapon… This was what she wanted to say, but Lysandra's words didn't finish before she kneeled to the ground, and as she looked down, she saw drops of blood… She immediately realized that her nose was bleeding.

"Here… Drink this…" Shane said as he gave Lysandra a bottle of green liquid.

Lysandra wasn't able to react yet as she just stared at Shane for a few seconds. She was trying to remember how she got wounded to the point that she could barely stand.

"Don't think too much… I just failed to control my strength since you're too good." Shane said, still trying to hand over the bottle.

At this time, Lysandra finally snapped out of it.

She immediately accepted the bottle and drank it.

Gulp!

"Thank you for the lessons, Shane…" Lysandra said after drinking the potion.

Then, to her surprise, all her injuries, fatigue, spirit points, even satiety, and old injuries were somewhat recovered. She felt incredibly powerful right now! As a matter of fact, she felt really stronger!

"How was it? That's a decent potion, right? Can you tell me about the sword technique you used and the talent that you have? And do you want to join my Clan?" Shane asked.