Chapter 199 Inheritance Battle

Chapter 199 Inheritance Battle

"I disagree with you senior."

The whole place went silent and even the guardian was taken aback as he didn't expect a refusal at his words.

"What do you mean?" He asked sternly.

"You said we have to follow the rules and wait for the others but I don't agree with that," Arthur said.

The man narrowed his eyes and regain calmness as he stroked his beard, "Why do you say that?"

"The world of cultivation is a world where there is unfair advantage held by the strong." n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"I can come here today ahead of the opening time because I am more capable than the others, here I am strong," replied Arthur.

"So why should the strong wait for the weak?" The man asked with a smile.

"Exactly," Arthur nodded.

"You are smart, but rules are rules. And although your conjecture is correct, you forget one vital thing."

"What is it?" Arthur asked, though he already knew where the man was going with his words.

"You forget that currently within the confines of this secret realm, I am the strongest and so therefore, I make the rules."

"Hence, you will wait as per the rules," he ended as he released a powerful aura that pressed on strongly on everyone causing all to sweat a bit due to the pressure.

Well, almost everyone.

Seeing that Arthur was still fine, the man harrumphed and stopped.

"The purpose of this inheritance is to find the most worthy. So I cannot risk not properly checking all who had come, else I would have failed my ancestors."

The man explained as he subconsciously acknowledged that Arthur wasn't weak like the others.

But Arthur remained undeterred by the guardian's insistence on waiting, stood his ground. "You won't find anyone better than me," he asserted confidently.

The guardian, an ancient spirit bound by rules, replied cryptically, "We'll see."

Arthur, along with the Red Sky Faction, moved aside.

In a hushed tone, he assured his team, "That guardian will beg me to take the inheritance. Just watch."

Helia and Anastasia exchanged doubtful glances, uncertain of Arthur's bold claim.

'Can you not play jokes at this time?' Anastasia thought.

Arthur glanced at her and grinned.

Nevertheless, they trusted in his capabilities, even if the situation seemed unconventional.

....

"So this is the ruins of the Red Sky Sect."

"It appears so."

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Arthur stepped onto his designated stage, and a male figure materialized before him.

The opponent, an outer disciple of the ancient Red Sky Sect, possessed an aura that echoed the profoundness of a bygone era.

The first three fights, designated to be with outer disciples of the Red Sky Sect, unfolded rapidly across the vast arena.

Arthur's opponent, though ethereal, spoke with intelligence as if it retained some semblance of life.

The realization that these ancient disciples could converse heightened Arthur's curiosity.

"Who are you?" Arthur inquired, his sword at the ready.

The opponent replied with an echo from the past, "I am Liang Feng, an outer disciple of the Red Sky Sect from centuries past. You should be a genius of this era, no?"

"A genius? I don't know," Arthur spoke thoughtfully.

The Red Sky Sect disciple frowned and took that as Arthur saying he was not a genius.

"Since all you have is your handsome looks, take this!"

"Blazing Palm!" A giant flaming palm blazed as it rushed towards Arthur with blinding speed.

As the battle began, Arthur unleashed a single, swift strike, demonstrating the pinnacle of his swordsmanship.

*Poof!*

The opponent's attack dissipated and the sword strike arrived before stunned disciple.

Liang Feng, the ancient disciple, dissipated with a sense of awe. The crowd watched in stunned silence.

Almost half of the disciples were eliminated in the first round, showcasing the formidable strength of the outer disciples of the Red Sky Sect compared to the inner disciples of the Royal Academy.

With the arena still charged with the echoes of the first battles, Arthur faced his next opponent.

This time, he allowed the ancient disciple to utilize all his techniques and even his martial spirit. Arthur's objective was clear — to understand more about the geniuses of ancient times.

The opponent, wielding techniques of an era long past, launched attacks with precision and grace.

However, Arthur moved with a fluidity that seemed to transcend time itself.

The opponent's strikes were met with a seamless defense, and even the manifestation of a martial spirit failed to breach Arthur's defenses.

"Impressive techniques," Arthur acknowledged, a twinkle of curiosity in his eyes. " more."

In a culmination of his observations, Arthur countered with the same sword attack that had dismantled his previous opponent.

The ancient disciple, unable to comprehend the swiftness and precision of Arthur's movements, succumbed to the overwhelming force.

"It appears that the outer sect disciples of the ancient sects are as strong as the genius inner disciples of the current times," Arthur concluded.

At this time his third opponent was condensing.

"I wonder what surprising geniuses I will meet next," Arthur smiled.