1273 Royalty

This was the power, according to the legends, that could only be attained by the ancestors. It had actually been awakened in him. In that moment of facing death, in the boundless darkness, just as he thought he would be trapped in the endless darkness for eternity, he felt a wave of heat slowly surging from his body. This heat was like a ball of flames gradually growing bigger, burning his body. Achilles was actually undergoing treatment at that moment, and the doctors, at some points, thought that he was on the verge of death. However, this wave of heat which seemed to be killing him was, in fact, reshaping Achilles. For twenty years, Achilles' practice of the Heavenly King Arts had been meticulous. Even though he knew that perhaps it was just keeping him strong and healthy, it did not really increase his power, yet Achilles had never slacked in his practice. He knew that this was the pride of the people of the Moon, the pride of the Doyle family. Others could forget it, could pay no attention to it, but he simply could not.

He, Achilles, was the descendent of the Doyle family; the successor of the great Heavenly King Arts.

Bang…

The energy shot through the sky. The blue Knight of the Holy Light held a spear and the entire momentum had transformed into an invincible spear.

Pointing the spear after a sweeping motion, Ouyang Chuanyun felt a tremendous thrust.

What the bloody hell was this thing???

No one had ever been seen or heard of this type of momentum before. It completely crushed his aura. His opponent was merely at Earth-rank two level and his movements were soft - how could he possibly fight with him?

Bang…

A ray of Holy Light shot to the sky. Ouyang Chuanyun would never be humiliated in front of the Aslan population. He had worked hard and waited for today.

His Ability X exploded with the aid of the holy light. The Holy Light was undoubtedly the most special among all the attributes. Negative powers were useless against it. At the same time, it was like being blessed by the gods and could upgrade a person's abilities. Anyone who possessed such attributes seemed to have received a natural bonus. This was a gift that was far beyond that of ordinary people. There was a kind of person that was born different. But to him, Achilles was just a rich country boy. What rights did he have to be royalty?!

Then again, what was royalty?!

Royalty was history!

Regardless of good times or bad times, if one could maintain self-elegance and composure, it was royalty. The people of the Moon had gone through ups and downs and were undoubtedly worthy of this.

The two mecha bowed their bodies like hunting leopards, ready to strike anytime. Using the power of the Holy Light, Ouyang Chuanyun steadied his imposing manner, at least not allowing the opponent's strange aura to disturb him.

This was the "battle of the knights" between the old and new royalties!

This thought crossed everyone's minds. Yet there had never been an opportunity for a confrontation like this because the Moon had fallen so fast.

BOOM, BOOM…

The two mecha charged forward at lightning speed. The explosions sounded almost instantaneously. The two spears attacked venomously.

The tips of the spears struck with near perfect precision.

Buzzing…

Bang…

The spear of the silver Knight of the Holy Light unexpectedly bounced upward… The spear completely lost control and bounced upwards. Shocked, but almost instantaneously, Ouyang Chuanyun took control of the mech and opened up a distance.

He was visibly shaken. However, Achilles' Knight of the Holy Light did not pursue, which made it seem as if Ouyang Chuanyun had frightened himself instead. It was extremely… embarrassing. The mood suddenly became very different.

Although he was just a scout, how could Ouyang Chuanyun have made such a miscalculation?

A smile appeared at the corner of Wang Zheng's mouth. This was interesting. Even he was moved by such a technique!

Feeling the astonishment in the arena, Ouyang Chuanyun's expression turned for the worse. The opponent indeed possessed Earth-rank two spiritual powers, and he could definitely suppress Achilles. In addition, with the increase in the power of the Holy Light, how could he have made such a mistake in such an ordinary crossfire?

Ouyang Chuanyun became angry almost instantaneously because of the embarrassment. The mech charged forward with venom. The Holy Light that shrouded his body became stronger too. He struck with his spear in full force. He would not believe that his strike could be blocked by a mere lunar man, when even a tank could not.

Spear, a weapon that combined the domineering and majestic auras. It was the king of all weapons. However, there was only a handful of people who could truly master the use of the spear. It was not a weapon where the length decided the strength of the weapon.

Achilles was still looking calm. He gave the spear in his hand a little spin and, without moving an inch, he was braced for the attack. Everyone's expressions changed. Wasn't he too conceited? The sudden rise in the momentum pushed the thrust of the spear to its maximum. This in-situ use of the spear was the most passive.

Buzzing…..

Bang…

The entire arena was dead silent. What the hell was going on???

It was just a probe, and Ouyang Chuanyun's spear had been flicked and sent flying… Even Ouyang Chuanyun was stunned.

What was going on? The script was not supposed to be like this!

Even Wang Zheng could not understand this. Evaluation abilities might be a good distinction for Ability Xs, but it was very difficult for ancient martial arts. This was especially so if they had reached a certain realm. Achilles' Heavenly King Arts had perhaps made a decisive advancement.

Achilles had always been the best talent in the Solar System.

One strike with the spear, yet it had been used with spiral force and triple serial force… and this was the true legendary hidden force!

This was not a force that could be blocked by any light force. This was in an entirely different realm. Wang Zheng knew that Achilles had evolved. This was metamorphosis!

Back on the Moon, countless students were stunned. They had imagined many different scenarios for the opening of the match, but none like this. In terms of strength, Achilles could only fight with all his might and could not rely on his spiritual power to increase tremendously overnight. This could not be reality. But why was this happening?

However, at the Doyle family, the core members of the family were all there - both young and old. All the young ones were feeling excited because Achilles was their future leader, their idol. But the older members could not hold back their tears. After waiting for a few centuries, the seal had finally been broken. Someone had finally mastered the true power of the Heavenly King Arts. From today onwards, the power of the Heavenly King would appear before the world once again!

Ouyang Chuanyun had no other choice but to pick up his spear again. What sort of physical technique was this? The Aslan Empire had very good knowledge of physical techniques and had also combined all the various physical techniques in existence. But why was this happening? He could not understand why the moment the tips of the spears touched, his spear would just fly off his hand.

Right now, Achilles was holding his silver spear, standing in the center of the arena. That overbearing aura seemed to have turned back the clock, sending everyone back to the Moon several centuries ago.

Ouyang Chuanyun calmed down quickly. He knew that perhaps his opponent had mastered some physical technique that he was unaware of. Calm down; he needed to be calmer. Only victory could erase his embarrassment.

If it had been another person, under such provocation, he would have charged ahead without any concerns. However, Ouyang Chuanyun was not being rash. Instead, he smiled slightly. "I have long heard about the legendary number one spear of the Doyle family from the Moon. Indeed, it truly deserves its reputation!"

As he spoke, he had already picked up his spear. At least this was not so embarrassing.

Achilles smiled slightly without a hint of sarcasm. He had no need of it before. nor did he have any need of it now. "Please!"

Clean and tidy. This was true royalty. This had given the supporters of Saruman Snake some hope.