Van and Ryan saw a young woman with dark red hair step out to face the Boulder Sect disciples. She looked about seventeen years of age and possessed a courageous air.

At the moment, her expressive face was dark and full of anger, "I'll teach you a lesson for running your mouth like that!"

The Cedar Sect's outer disciples cheered. 

"It's Mystra!"

"Show 'em, Mystra. Knock their teeth out!"

Despite his annoyance with the situation, Van was impressed by her feisty spirit. She has guts!

Ryan finally recognised her name.

"Mystra. She's the third-ranked disciple in the outer sect!"

Van raised his eyebrows. Her cultivation was at the early stages of the 7th level just like Van himself.

"Macabre Dance: Sixth Form!" Mystra shouted.

A spiked ball-and-chain flashed through the air; it was a vicious and lightning-fast attack!

The crowd shouted excitedly.

"It's her famed Macabre Dance! Extremely powerful offence and hard to predict."

"I heard it's a martial technique pa.s.sed down to only the female heirs of her family. It's a level above the kind of generic techniques we have in the Misty Tree Library."

Ryan looked on with interested eyes.

After a few moments, Van sighed.

 "Hm. She won't win," Van shook his head, "Come on, Ryan. We cannot be distracted. We need to see the Sect Master and tell him the news as soon as possible."

Ryan was puzzled, "How do you know she won't win?"

Van pointed at the two fighting figures, "Her cultivation is the same as mine, but her physique not powerful enough to utilise the full effectiveness of her family's Macabre Dance martial technique. It's a shame that she has neglected her bodily cultivation."

Ryan turned his head and inspected the fight scene. After a while, he realised that Van's judgment was correct. Her martial technique was excellent, there was no doubt about it, but the power behind her attacks was lacking, allowing Rhogar to suppress her attacks with a simple fist again and again.  

Ryan turned back to his friend, "And what do you think of Rhogar?"

Van shrugged, "In terms of cultivation alone he is slightly better than her. I would guess that he is in the middle of the 7th rank while Mystra just entered it recently. His spiritual power reserve is larger than hers – this would be an advantage in a drawn-out battle. Notably, he has yet to show his martial technique - "

At that moment, Rhogar grunted. A s.h.i.+mmering glow emanated from his flesh and his aura shot to the skies.

Weng!

Van smiled, "Here it is."

The golden light flared. A giant apparition of a Golem appeared behind the scarred youth's back. The apparition opened its giant mouth and spiritual power flowed from it into Rhogar. His skin turned golden and his eyes glowed with power.

Despite himself, Van's interest was piqued as he and Ryan slowly pushed their way through the crowd, "This does not seem like a martial technique… is it some kind of bloodline…?"

Hut!

A giant golden fist slammed down from the sky.

The Boulder Sect disciples cheered while the Cedar Sect's disciples took a few steps back.

Mystra paled.

 "Immovable Golem Smas.h.!.+"

The giant golden fist opened its fingers and descended on the red-haired girl.

Quickly, she pulled her ball-and-chain back and tried to dodge the move.

The Cedar Sect disciples were worried.

Mystra's Macabre Dance was known for its powerful, ranged offence and it was hard to predict where she would strike. However, Rhogar's attack covered a large area almost 10x10 metres wide. Her area of movement and attack was entirely covered by just one palm!

Mystra had also just realised this.

The giant golden palm descended like a heavenly temple from the clouds; unstoppable.

Mystra attacked the apparition directly with her ball-and-chain, using all her cultivation, but as soon as one giant palm dissipated, another one was formed.

Bang!

Another golden palm was shattered.

Expression barely changing, Rhogar lifted his palm again and slammed it down. The Golem apparition did the same. Another giant palm descended from the sky.

As Van expected, Mystra ran out of spiritual power before her opponent did. Gasping for breath and exhausted, she doggedly continued to fight. The glint in her eyes showed that she had not given up in her heart!

Van felt moved.

[Does she truly feel so much admiration for this w.a.n.g Hao that she would fight bitterly to the end like this? Or is it her pride as a disciple of a sect?]

Van slowed his pace of walking.

Rhogar cackled. He clenched his fingers so that the open palm was now a fist!

Power built up in the air behind him – he was clearly going all out for a finis.h.i.+ng move!

In front of him, Mystra was panting heavily.

She stared at him challengingly, her hand on her weapon. She still had one more move!

Van narrowed his eyes as his Blood Vision saw the flow of blood qi within her body become unusually erratic.

[This crazy girl – what does she think she is doing!??!]

The onlooking Cedar Sect disciples shut their eyes. In her exhausted state, Mystra's cultivation would take an irreversible hit that could potentially leave her crippled for life!

"Stop!" A green-robed disciple cried out, "It's illegal to continue when the opponent has been defeated!"

Rhogar cackled, "The defeat is not valid until she says it with her own mouth!"

The giant golden fist slammed down with brutal force.

Mystra was unable to dodge in time.

______

PAKKK!

Beneath the giant golden fist, a crater appeared. Dust billowed out from it in great waves.

The crowd coughed, holding their sleeves to their moves. After a moment – the cheers began.

"Rhogar! Rhogar! Rhogar!"

Grinning, Rhogar lifted his fist and shouted victoriously.

"HAHAHAHAHA!" Rhogar laughed, "Quickly, another! Bring me another! Crus.h.i.+ng you ants is so very fun!"

The Cedar Sect disciples' blood had drained from their faces. They felt cold to the bone.

"I can't watch any more…" One whispered, "I feel sick…"

"Why hasn't w.a.n.g Hao come…?"

Rhogar's entourage laughed raucously. The second-ranked Boulder Sect outer disciple basked in the cheers of his fellows.

Abruptly, the cheers quietened. Fervent murmuring filled the silence.

"…There's something moving…!"

Rhogar's face changed.

[She is still able to stand after taking the brunt of my attack?]

 Through the golden dust, the faint silhouette of two people could be seen.

"Look! There's two people. w.a.n.g Hao must have saved Mystra at the last moment!?"

The crowd grew excited.

Cough! Cough!

Both figures spluttered and coughed.

"f.u.c.k me!" One of the figures exclaimed loudly.

As the dust cleared, the figure was revealed to be a young man with dark eyes and flame-red hair loose about his shoulders. He nonchalantly patted the golden dust off his robes and helped Mystra to her feet. He seemed totally unaware of the gravity of the moment.

The Cedar Sect disciples deflated – it wasn't w.a.n.g Hao!

Rhogar was shaken nonetheless, "Who are you!?"

"Your daddy!" The red-haired youth snapped. He looked down and seemed intensely annoyed, "Mother f.u.c.k. What's with all this dust!?"

The crowd choked.

Who was this crazy kid!?

And had he eaten the guts of a leopard!?

______

 [Milliseconds before the fist had descended.]

"Who are you!?"

Mystra stared in astonishment at the red-haired youth who had suddenly appeared in front of her.

Suddenly, he grabbed her face. His dark eyes looked at her seriously.

"Don't use it!"

Mystra glared at him and flung him off her.

"If I don't use it, the Boulder Sect will win!"

The red-haired youth shook his head and smiled, "They won't. Trust me!"

Mystra searched his eyes and saw only earnestness.

[Since he was able to interfere without anyone noticing, he cannot be weak. I will trust him!]

______

Words could not describe just how ticked off Van was.

Initially, Van had already been disgusted by the Boulder Sect disciple's behaviour – he felt enough pride as a disciple of the Cedar Sect to be riled up by their baseless slander. However, he had been willing to stay uninvolved in his haste to see the Sect Master.

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But now, seeing Mystra's courage and integrity, Van felt ashamed for being less than a girl.

 [Since I have benefitted from being a disciple of the Cedar Sect, I should at least return the favour by crus.h.i.+ng the fools that scratch at our door!]

Without thinking, Van had used Scattering Smoke steps and appeared under the giant golden apparition a split second before it hit. In their brief conversation, Mystra had trusted him and her chaotic blood qi settled.

Van turned his dark eyes towards Rhogar, feeling nothing but disgust.

"Who are you?" Rhogar demanded, looking at him warily.

 "Your daddy!" Van said with a sharp smile. Theatrically, he looked down and swore at the dust on his robes.

The stunned, open-mouthed expressions of the crowd around him was highly satisfying.