Chapter 846 - Technique

[36 Dao Divine Sword Technique]

This was the sword technique he had just mastered on the Ouroboros planet. It was based on a divine technique he learned from the Aboot and was formed by the grandmaster swordsman Atika, until it was finally formed into 6 stages with 36 different variations.

"You wanna fight me with skill? You're kidding me!" Diyoo exclaimed, making fun of Emery's skill.

Emery just ignored the man's insult, as he had been like that since they met. At this point, Emery considered better to ignore all his words and just focus on the fight.

He then raised the dark sword and started to swing it a few times. It gave the greatest feeling, not just because of its powerful tier 5 material, but it was also a perfectly balanced sword with a perfect length to fit his stature and build.

Seeing Emery already in a position to fight, the fierce golden-haired man impatiently dashed with his Nunchaku swirling fiercely in his hands.

The man with his Nunchaku and Emery with his dark sword, both of them were ready to fight each other. Unlike their duel before, the situation appeared to be more intense at the time being. To begin with, Emery quickly started with the most basic variation stage one.

Clank! Clank!

Bammm!!

The sound of metal scraping against each other could be heard throughout the duel arena. Both fought fiercely, but just after a little banter, Emery's arm was hit by the metal Nunchaku, causing his opponent to burst out laughing, "Hahaha what skill is that!"

Emery should have known that, while the simplest stage one variation might work for a saint-level swordsman, this man was an exception. He must be a master of blunt weapons.

His opponent charged at him once more, keeping him pressured with continuous attacks. This made Emery quickly raise to stage 2 and then directly to stage 3 variation.

Clank, clank, clank!

Unfortunately, it was still not enough to keep up with his opponent. As a result, Emery immediately started using more advanced variations. He swiftly raised it to stage 4 and stage 5, until it was finally enough to be on par with the man.

Diyoo suddenly went mad, because he could not accept that Emery could match him in his own field. He had been training incredibly hard to defeat his opponents one rank at a time, studying their moves and overpowering them with his skills.

From what he had witnessed about Emery during the Atlas battle, he had expected his opponent to be just a brawled savage idiot. Now, his opponent's sudden show of skills had taken him completely by surprise.

Arrghh!

"I am Dyoo, the Demon Nunchaku! I will not be defeated!" The man yelled with deep annoyance.

The more enraged he became, the more powerful his buff was. It was because it wasn't a spell nor a battle art. The secret of Diyoo's strength lay in the soul of a Mythical creature called the Tephras, who he hosted within his body. It was a catalytic accident that became a ticket for him to enter the privileged class.

With each passing second, Emery could see the dark green aura appeared eerier, as the man became angrier and angrier. This left Emery with no other option, but to raise the bar one more time, so he could match his opponent's ability.

[Dao Divine Sword Technique - Stage 6]

In fact, this was the most difficult variation. Emery himself was still unable to master it completely. Fortunately, the [Savage Blade] perfect balance was able to help him perform the difficult variation with less difficulty than usual.

Clank, clank, clank!

The beautiful sword technique that showed the balance of hard and soft was competing against the fierce Nunchaku that whirl like a raging wind.

The two were able to match on par, dark swords clashed against the metal nunchaku. The fight became more intense and fierce until it reached a stage that finally made the crowd awe - this was a sight of two-weapon masters fighting.

"I didn't know the savage acolyte was a skilled swordsman!"

"A legendary half-blood and a master swordsman, this is interesting."

"No! Didn't you hear? The new intel says his bloodline upgraded to mythical during the mission."

"What! Who is he really?"

Clank! Clank!

Emery was thoroughly enjoying himself during the fight, however, he quickly realized it was not the right time to practice his sword skill as he had a cauldron situation waiting for him and when he checked it, he was taken aback, "Darn it, 46 minutes left! I have to finish this fast" He exclaimed.

This time, when his opponent charged, Emery didn't swing his sword anymore. Instead, he pierced his dark sword into the ground before using his transformation ability

[Night Transformation]

It was a direct upgrade to a two-stage formation that gave him a whooping 70 battle power in only a few seconds.

[Battle Power 238 (340)]

Right after he casted the [Night Transformation], Emery's body starting to enlarge and pitch black fur started to grow all over. His body transformed into a huge dark creature.

Howwll!!

Seeing Emery's current transformation did not make Dyoo afraid. On the contrary, he became even more ecstatic. To match Emery's transformation, the man did not want to stay still. Following that, he also used his best battle art technique [Nunchaku Demonic Gale].

The moment after, his battle art made him become just like a powerful Typhon. With this new battle art technique, Diyoo bombarded Emery's transforming body continuously.

Bamm! Bamm! Bamm! Bamm!

It was a powerful skill that was able to tear the dark creature's flesh apart and seeing this only made Diyoo turn even madder and lays a few more hits. "Hahahah take that!!" However, seconds later, he started to realize at how all the wounds were quickly recovering and suddenly, the moment when the man was off guard, the creature swiftly grabbed his arm.

Awoooo!

The creature successfully managed to lock him with its powerful grip. Its grip was so strong Diyoo had to use all of his strength to pull out of it. However, no matter how hard he tried, all seemed wasted.

"No! I am Diyoo... I am"

Diyoo could not even finish his sentence as Emery's form give him a powerful punch that rendered him defenseless. The last thing he could recall was being smashed to the ground and being hit continuously before the referee stopped the fight.

"Emery Ambrose Win!"

[Rank 20 - Emery Ambrose (96)]