Chapter 417: Battles Between Mental Arts Practitioners

Having such a big supply of mental arts gave David endless excitement. He couldn't hold in his happiness and laughed with his head raised. Quite a period of time passed until he calmed down.

In Dark Rain Continent, back at the institution, one would be sent a given number of manual and their summary at the Archive for you to select from. It was impossible to brief through them before selecting as the institute is more wary since there are several device that could easily copy the data.

Which was why it was incredibly difficult to cheat. But here, it was different. He knew this place had some sort of Emp, shutting Hazel down as he had tried contacting her previously but to no avail. But with his photographic memory, there was no need or Hazel, he could just do it by himself.

Of course he couldn't take the academy's skills out and sell them, if he did he would get punished, they would destroy his mental energy accumulation and then kick him out of the academy or even cripple him as punishment.

David "took" a hundred books out from the mental arts library; most of them were high class and all of them had at least a past person train it so he could use their experience.

However, to choose a few mental skills from these books wasn't easy.

It was good that all of these books were fully imprinted in his mind, because he only needed one thought to compare them against one another and choose the one most suitable for him.

A single mental art could increase his strength; with the combination of many mental arts, it was a great boost to his Arsenal.

David only used half an hour to choose 4 skills from the hundred books. They were:

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Fury Packed Thrust, Revolving Flow Breathing Technique, Lightning Splice and Consecutive Meteorite Pierce.

Lightning Splice was definitely the highest rank skill out of them all, and David had a high chance of solving the missing words out after all.

After that came Fury Packed Thrust, and the Revolving Flow Breathing Technique, these skills also compensated with one another.

Fury Packed Thrust was one of the peak books of the middle rank, and the damage dealt by it was high. It compressed one's strength all into one and the power was so incredible that it wasn't weaker than some of the high ranked mental arts.

David had high expectations for Fury Packed Thrust because it increases one's overall striking strength and can be used as some sort of trump card.

Revolving Flow Breathing Technique was also a peak middle rank Training art. It increased one's mental strength while also stimulating the body to grow stronger. When trained to a high level, there was a chance to gain insight into the mental path.

"Fury Packed Thrust and Revolving Flow Breathing Technique worked perfectly well together, and when used together the power of it is at least comparable to high ranked mental arts, and there was an increase in chance to understand "Mental path inner strength"."

David was overjoyed in his heart.

As for the last one, consecutive Meteorite Thrust, it was a skill close to high rank.

After choosing the mental arts skills, David got out from the library with his badge after selecting the manuals.

Excited about his gains, he turned toward the direction of the living quarters about to head back to his own small room. Although he was thoroughly dissatisfied with how small and dull his room was, it was only a matter of time before he changed it.

His priority was to at first practice his mental energy till he reach the late mortal stage or even the perfect mortal stage before disturbing the waves.

It was at that time he noticed that most of the students were whispering amongst each other and rushing towards a particular direction.

David's lips pursed as the idea of following the crowd to see what the fuss was all about came to him. But then, he was in anticipation about learning the few Mental skills he had gotten, so he continued towards his room anyway.

"Senior brother Duan Meng'an and Senior brother Zhao Jie are finally about to go at it!"

"They've had enough of each other already?"

"Yes, I heard it's senior brother Duan Meng'an who issued the challenge this time unlike what was expected." Someone whispered.

"Are you serious?"

"I'm not kidding in any way. Senior Duan Meng'an has reached the Late mortal Stage and is a genius amongst men, I still don't understand why he would stoop so low to as to want to battle with Senior Zhao Jie." Another person said.

"What did you say!? I dare you to say it again!" a supporter of Zhao Jie immediately responded.

In the blink of an eye, an argument took place within as they were headed to the battle plaza.

David who was on his way back to his room stopped in his tracks upon hearing there was going to be a battle. He had no idea how the battles of mental practitioners are and this was a perfect opportunity to experience their battles.

Flowing with the crowds, David continued to listen to the argument and he finally had an idea about why the two Students wanted to fight each other till the other gave up.

It was very noisy on their way to the battle plaza but it wasn't quite long before they reached the place.

After observing the crowds, David realized he didn't have any friends in this academy which wasn't really a good thing if he wanted to be able to flow within the academy properly.

In front of David was a three hundred mater wide battle stage platform and on the stage was two people standing at the edges of the battle stage.

"Zhao Jie, I didn't expect you would accept the challenge since you didn't have the guts to challenge me in the first place. Do you think Xue Ming'er will take you back after this display of courage?." Senior Duan Meng'an arrogant expression sounded genuinely surprised at this.

His voice was bright, powerful and loud he, speaking as though he was the centre of a tornado. As he stood there with his arms folded and a smiling expression, his eyes were bright as they gazed at his opponent.

"You don't deserve it be with Xue Ming'er, she's not for the likes of you." The other teenager at the edge of the stage said expressionlessly.

"Haha, and you think you deserve her? Don't make me laugh. Your background couldn't hope to compare to mine and even your strength is too weak to compare to mine, what makes you think you are the better one than me you weakling!" Duan Meng'an was beginning to get angry and his expression was getting twisted

Meanwhile, Zhao Jie's expression was entirely stoic as though he wasn't affected by his opponent's words but David could see tiny veins protruding from his hands which didn't escape his sight.

"I have a good heart but I can tell your intentions towards Little sister Xue Ming'er isn't pure, so I will fight until you leave her alone."

"What naive words!" Duan Ming'an burst into an angered laughter.

'What naive words.' While David also secretly agreed with him. All males intention towards the opposite sex aren't truly entirely pure which made David think Zhao jie was just too naive or was just pretending to be.

"If you kneel down now and beg me, I will consider letting you go, otherwise, don't blame me for being merciless."

"I stand by my choice." Zhao Joe responded and a flowing blue crystallined blade escaped his sleeves and then floated in mid-air before him.

"Let me see what qualifications you possess for you to dare to challenge me over Xue Ming'er." Duan Meng'an sneered. A golden coloured sword floated before him.

The crowd gasped as they saw the sword that was covered in crystals at the hilt, showing just how previous the sword is and how rich the teenager was to be able to possess such great treasured weapon.

Zhao Jie's expression turned more solemn as he saw the sword. It was a whole realm better than his one weapon which was already a win for his opponent and of he wasn't careful, his flying blade might actually be destroyed in their clash but it wasn't so easy to destroy flying blades with their attacks as their strength hadn't reach that level of power yet.

Forming a sword finger, Duan Meng'an unhesitatingly pointed forwards. "Go!"

There was a sudden flash of light as the sword flew forwards like an arrow, leaving a golden trail on its way.

Dang!

Sparks flew as Zhao Jie's response wasn't the least bit slower in parrying the attack. His sword was like lightning as they blocked the golden beam of sword from reaching him.

Switching his finger posture and shape, Duan Meng'an golden sword flipped back to him and with intense momentum, it penetrated forwards and pierced through the air as they attacked forwards one more time.