Chapter 104 Red Aura

Chapter 104 Red Aura

During the 3 months of training, Atticus had learned a lot of things about the second art.

From what Cedric had taught him, whenever he released a burst from his core, it would flow in all directions throughout his body, and he had to focus more of the burst on his legs, arms, and Katana to perform the art. n(/0Ve1BIn

But this had a flaw; some of the burst would be lost.

Atticus had also discovered that his speed depended on the amount of the burst he focused in one place.

Then it suddenly clicked: what if he released a burst for each part? One burst for legs, one for arms, one for the Katana. Three bursts in immediate succession to each other. Wouldn't that increase his speed even more?

But then he came across a problem: how would he make sure that each burst released would only go to the required place?

After brainstorming for a while, Atticus created something that, if Cedric had learned that he did it, he might have had a heart attack.

Atticus had created pathways that connected his core to the rest of his body. These pathways, depending on the part he wanted to send the burst to, had different pipe-like paths that would contain the burst and direct it to its required place instantly.

In simple words, he had created a pipeline.

But, as with all things, it wasn't perfect. He had used his mana to build the pathways, and it wasn't permanent. It required constant attention so as not to crumble.

Cedric's eyes might have disconnected from his eye socket if he had found out what Atticus did.

It wasn't that it was revolutionary or new; quite the contrary, what Atticus did was what he would eventually have to do in the future after he had reached a certain level of strength.

What would have astounded him was the fact that the only way Atticus could maintain the amount of concentration needed to keep the pathways from crumbling while fighting at the same time was if he had already awakened his perception.

Meanwhile, Cedric was completely silent, as if any sound he made would disrupt the beautiful scene he was witnessing.

Five hundred slashes countered by five hundred slashes, a thousand countered by a thousand, 1,500 by 1,500, the numbers increasing every second with no end in sight.

In the vast hall, only the sound of metal clashing filled the space.

Atticus was at his limits, every fiber of his being strained to the extreme. With each burst released, it seemed to make the pain worse, sending searing agony through him.

Each time he released a burst of mana to his legs for a burst of speed, it felt like his joints were grinding against each other.

He was gradually giving in to the relentless assaults of the man, slashes already appearing on his form, making his pure white kimono getting soaked in blood.

Despite the excruciating pain and the toll it was taking on his body, Atticus refused to give in.

He knew what was at stake, and he needed power, a lot of power. There was only one way he knew to gain that power; by pushing himself to the limits.

Sweat poured from his forehead as he gritted his teeth in sheer determination, unwilling to yield to the pain. He refused to give up!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh," he let out a loud roar as a palpable red aura started surrounding his form. The aura seemed to boost his power to unimaginable levels.

Focusing inwardly, Atticus released three bursts in rapid succession, the red aura empowering each burst, making them burst like small explosions, making the air quake.

At a speed beyond his initial speed, Atticus figure blurred, unleashing 2,000 streaks of red slashes in an instant that cut through the air toward the man, each slash making the atmosphere tremble in fright.

The man also swiftly released 2,000 slashes to counter, but as if a rock meeting glass, each of the man's slashes shattered.

The red slashes continued onward towards his form, passing uninterrupted through the man, as though even the heavens couldn't stop them.

The man's lips seemed to curl up as he smiled at Atticus before his form suddenly fragmented, and he was cut into thousands of pieces.