I Can Upgrade My Talent In Everything

Chapter 228 Might Of Level 18 Swordsmanship

SHOOSH!

Fein's divided body under his axe turned into a cloud of smoke. Then Fein appeared in the sky.

Gregory's eyes widened as he saw one of the clouds in the sky vanish, only to appear in front of him.

'Prank success!'

At the sky, Fein smirked as he saw Gregory's face, that has mixed emotions such as shock, confusion, and relief.

"It's time to stop playing and end this battle quickly, no longer than necessary." As he said this, Fein saw a rock eight meters from his captain. He used his 'Ghecko Substitution to replace it.

Gregory saw Fein disappear from the sky, only for him to appear eight meters away from his current position. He quickly set aside the chaotic thought in his mind, using his strong psychological quality. He knew that he can't afford to be distracted.

"I didn't expect that you would have such a handy spatial ability."

Gregory was aware of just how difficult it was to fight such an opponent, who could move in different places on the battlefield like it was a playground. 'But it seems he needed a medium to replace with. Let's see if we can use that.' He saw how Fein replaced the rock in front of him earlier and he had taken note of that. He had already experienced countless battles, and every detail won't escape his analysis.

"I don't want to sound arrogant, but it's time to end this." Fein stretched his hand to his sword in the scabbard and gripped it tightly. Then he made a sword stand, in which he bowed his head slightly and bent his knees slightly.

The air around Fein slowed, and the blade in the scabbard started to shiver. The scabbard started to bless the sword with its sun-burning effect.

Seeing this, Gregory knew that the next exchange would be crucial or it might even determine the winner and the loser. So, he decided to use his most powerful attack!

Suddenly, the ground trembled, and it rose fifty meters while taking a shape of a hundred spike. Then, Gregory pointed his fingers at Fein. 'Avalanche!' With his attack, Gregory felt his degu energy capacity drop significantly. Now, he only has five percent just enough to maintain the sand armor in his body.

DING!

[Avalanche- an ability that manipulates the sand to form a hundred spikes made of solid spikes that could even puncture steel.]

'Damn, isn't that the ability that I saw in my dream!?' Fein felt a cold sweat on his back as he remembered his nightmare from before where Jackson massacred his friends and family in front of him.

And the ability 'Avalanche' looks the same as the one in his dream. This scared the shit out of him. 'It's just a coincidence, right?' Fein took a deep breath and suppressed the fear in his heart.

Then he pulled out the sword in his scabbard to slash the raging 'Avalanche' in the distance. A glint of sword light appeared as Fein used his 'Crimson Eagle Sword Style.' but due to his C-rank attributes and C-rank energy, his attack wasn't as fast as before.

It took two seconds before the sword light arrived in front of the advancing 'Avalance'.

Gregory stared at this nervously, as he tried his best to balance himself from the trembling ground. Fein, on the other hand, just looked at this with a neutral expression.

Just like that, the sword light and the avalanche met. But the sword light just sliced all the spikes like butter. The lethality it contained is so terrifying that it didn't even slow down after all that.

"Shit, what kind of sword attack is this? Sword fights are supposed to be melee. how did it become a long-range?" Gregory complained.

Then he stared at the sword light that didn't stop and was only five centimeters in his chest. 'Shit! Shit! Shit!' Gregory panicked as he knew that the mere armor in his body won't be able to stop an attack that his 'Avalanche' can't even slow down.

Gregory immediately reacted, and he intended to perform a side step, but even the downgraded version of Fein's sword light was still too fast. After all, a level eighteen swordsmanship isn't a joke. The sword light instantly punctured a hole in the armor.

KRICKK! KRICKK! KRICKK!

The armor started to crack, and it crumbled after the cracks spread throughout the entire armor. 'Am I about to die?' he sighed. Unexpectedly, in his panic disappeared, and he became as calm as a lake, even in his impending doom.

Suddenly, his field of view changed, which interrupted his thoughts. Then he realized something, 'Did he exchange position with me!?'

He quickly turned his head to where he was supposed to be standing earlier.

BOOM!

The sword light landed on the ground, and a huge gully appeared. Gregory was about to search for Fein when a shadow appeared beside him. "How's my improvement, captain?"

Gregory was stunned. He stared at Fein for a second before responding. "You've become stronger far too much in such a short time. I really wonder just how strong you are if you didn't suppress your strength."

He paused for a while, and his face became solemn. "Be honest with me. Can you kill an S-rank?"

Fein froze from his place. He didn't expect his captain to have such a high evaluation of his combat strength after the spar.

"I know you still have a lot of cards in your sleeves that you didn't show in our sparring just now." Gregory patted Fein on the shoulders. "Don't say it if it's a secret."

Gregory wasn't the type of person to force a friend to reveal his secret to him. After all, everyone has secrets. And it's enough for him that he knew that they had a strong and reliable teammate that could stand up when a crisis arises. Fein gave him such confidence that even if he died right now, he won't have any regrets.

p 'That's probably the reason why I didn't flinch from the near-death situation earlier,' Gregory thought.

"Honestly, it's not a secret. If you really want to know." Fein smiled, then he smirked. He knew that what he was about to say next would shock Gregory to the core. "I can severely injure an SS-rank person..."

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