Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Silence.

The whole of Blackmoon Castle was deafeningly quiet. n.o.body expected Ron, who had used a gold-tier fighting technique, to lose so easily to Watson, who had done nothing at all.

Watson was like a G.o.d, with a huge illusory eye behind him. He gripped Ron's neck even tighter. Everyone, including Ron himself, thought he was going to kill him.

Watson made a startling remark that caught everyone off guard.

“Your gold-tier fighting technique is impressive. I will spare your life if you hand over all of your fighting techniques! Oh, and there is that knife, too.” Watson s.n.a.t.c.hed the long knife carved with a wolf's head from Ron's body as he spoke. He stuffed it into his spatial pouch on his waist without even looking at it.

Ron fought hard to open his blood-splattered eyes. There was only a trace of shock and fury in his eyes.

What surprised him was Watson's ability to maintain such powerful strength after such a grueling battle. What irritated him was Watson's lack of respect for him, as if defeating him was purely for the weapons and fighting skills he possessed. It meant that his life was meaningless without them.

He felt as if he had been insulted once more. As a warrior, it was sometimes more important to maintain one's dignity than to live.

Roar!

He opened his mouth and roared. Ron's body suddenly expanded, and snow-white hair emerged from his body. His blood-stained muscles were covered with a layer of white skin. His head had also changed from that of a human to that of a ferocious wolf. Watson's hand was instantly opened when his neck thickened several times of its original size.

Ron's transformed ice field wolf howled into the sky before cras.h.i.+ng to the ground. The earth shook as sound waves rolled out in all directions. The Blackmoon Knights, among others, frowned in pain when they heard the sound.

The Wolf King's power was unstoppable.

Ron's aura had become ten times stronger after transforming into a magical beast. His strength and speed had been greatly improved in that form. That was the last time he would fail.

Ron's silver-white pupils, which had transformed into a giant wolf, looked fiercely at the sky as he turned his head. Suddenly, he was taken aback.

Watson's eyes were rapidly magnified as he floated through the sky. When he turned around, the other person had already arrived above his head and punched him.

“What are you yelling about?”

Roar!

“Still shouting?”

Roar… Wuuuuu…

“If you continue to shout, I will smash your head into pieces—as long as I get the battle technique that you just displayed. I will ask you again—will you give it to me?”

His fists carried a fierce fighting spirit as they landed on Ron's head. They smashed Ron's ma.s.sive wolf head with punches after punches, causing it to sink deep into the soil. The back of Ron's head had caved in. Ron's cry changed from heroic to pitiful, and the Wolf King had transformed into a Husky in an instant.

Watson sat on his body after punching Ron a few times to ensure he could not get up. “I am going to count to three. If you do not give it to me, I will kill you on the spot.”

“Three.”

“Warriors may die on the battlefield, but they will never beg for mercy from the enemy.” Ron's giant wolf shook its head with difficulty. It opened its b.l.o.o.d.y mouth and spoke in human language.

“Two.”

“Kill me if you have the ability. The astrologer is standing right next to you. He will not let you go if you kill me.”

“One.”

“F*ck, why are you counting so fast? I'll give it to you. I'll give it to you, alright?”

When Ron realized Watson was about to raise his right hand and murder him mercilessly, he quivered. He spat out a ball of light containing two secret manuals from his mouth. One was the Ice Dragon Roar, a gold-tier fighting technique, and the other was the Snowfall Breathing Cannon, a gold-tier fighting technique.

He had spent a lot of time and money gathering those two secret manuals. The first was a fighting technique he could use in his human form, and the second was a fighting technique that allowed him to utilize his beast form fully, but Watson beat him up before he could use it.

Watson took the secret manual and looked at it in front of him.

[Gold-tier fighting technique—Ice Dragon Roar]

[Effect: releases superior ice-elemental Battle Aura, condensing into an ice dragon over ten meters long, dealing a large amount of damage to those below gold-tier.]

[Additional effects: freezing (causes frostbite and freezing effect), weakening draconic aura (simulates an ice dragon with a certain degree of stunning effect)]

[Gold-tier fighting technique—Snowfall Breathing Cannon]

[Effect: acc.u.mulates a large amount of ice-elemental combat aura in the body. After releasing it, it can form an overwhelming snowflake waterfall; the power is enough to destroy a small mountain.]

[Additional effects: charge up (with an increase in brewing time, the power will gradually increase), splash (damage will be received outside of the attack range. The damage will decrease as the distance increases).]

Watson could not help but feel pleased after looking over the two battle techniques. Even among gold-tier elites, those two battle techniques were top-notch. The higher the technique's level, the more p.r.o.ne it was to magic. Furthermore, it was not the same as magic. Despite the limited range, it was simpler and faster to use.

“Even if you steal my battle techniques, B*stard, it will be useless. Both of those battle techniques are from the ice elements. If you do not master the ice-elemental combat aura, you will not be able to learn it even if you get it,” Ron mocked from below Watson. “Also, I have given you everything. Can you let me go now?”

He was humiliated to be defeated by Watson in front of everyone.

“Who says I don't know the ice-elemental combat aura?” Watson glanced at Ron. Since he was in a good mood, he decided to explain a little more. “Even if I don't know the ice-elemental combat aura, I still have a way to learn those two battle techniques immediately.”

“What a joke! If you can learn those two battle techniques in an instant, I'll—”

When Ron heard that, he laughed sarcastically. He had spent a few years honing those two skills. Those gold-tier battle techniques could already use combat aura to trigger changes in the world. Every move had a fixed trajectory, and remembering them took a lot of conditioning. No matter how talented Watson was, it was impossible to learn gold-tier battle techniques in a few months.

“What are you going to do?”

“I'll call you Father on the spot.”

“Please remember what you said. System, fuse it for me.”

Those words rang in Ron's ears as he was still in a state of disbelief. The two secret manuals Watson held in his hands then transformed into light b.a.l.l.s, fused, and entered his body.

[Congratulations, Master. You have successfully fused two gold-tier fighting techniques. You have obtained the peak gold-tier fighting technique, Thousand Blade Ice Soul Blade.]

[Peak Gold-tier fighting technique—Thousand Blade Ice Soul Blade]

[Effects: condenses a platinum-tier ice Blade by your side. It can cut through anything. It can also take the initiative to split the ice blade into countless tiny pieces and rea.s.semble within a hundred-meter radius around your body.]

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[Additional effects: Armor Penetration (attacks part of the opponent's defense), freezing, st.u.r.diness, penetration (can pa.s.s through any tangible or intangible material).]

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[Additional skills: when attacking, can summon ice dragons and ice wolves to protect the body.]

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Watson's palm made a sound when he raised his right hand. A layer of icy blue ice crystals appeared from his fist, gradually spreading to his arm and continued to extend.

A platinum-colored longsword appeared in his hand shortly after that. The sword's blade was razor-sharp, and an ice dragon and an ice wolf tangled on the hilt, roaring at each other. It was a startling sight to see.

“Not bad. With the combined fighting skills, it's equivalent to me mastering three gold-tier fighting skills at once! When I encounter close combat or fast attack situations, it's more convenient to use fighting skills than magic. those three fighting skills make up for my shortcomings to a large extent.”

“It is not bad. It is the equivalent of me mastering three gold-tier fighting techniques at once! When I am in close combat or need to attack quickly, I prefer to use fighting skills rather than magic. These three skills can make up for a lot of my shortcomings.”

Whoos.h.!.+

Watson only waved his hand lightly on the ground. After the ground cracked open, the cold air gathered above. A ten-meter-long iceberg appeared out of nowhere, several meters in height.

The iceberg's tip, like a sword piercing the clouds, pointed toward the sky.

Ron could not say anything sarcastic after he saw that scene. He had practiced ice-elemental combat aura and knew how difficult it was to create a ma.s.sive iceberg with it. He did not expect Watson to say that he had mastered ice-elemental combat aura.

What surprised him even more was that after Watson created the iceberg, he snapped his fingers. The ice dragon sculpture that extended from his arm immediately flew out and roared in the sky; that move was like the gold-tier battle skill, Ice Dragon Roar, that he had just used, and it was even better than his.

Even more surprising to him was that after Watson created the iceberg, he snapped his fingers, and the ice dragon sculpture that extended from his arm flew out and roared in the sky. The move was nearly identical to the gold-tier battle skill he had just used, the Ice Dragon Roar, but it was even better.

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“He really learned my battle skill?”

Ron's eyes widened as he struggled to find the right words to say.

He had learned someone else's move just by watching it once. That person in front of him was some kind of monster.

He wished he had not listened to Audrey's words. No matter how weak Watson was, he could not stand a chance against such a terrifying monster. The fact that Watson had looked at him with a cute face after he had used his fighting technique was the thing that he regretted the most. “Sir, did you not say you would call me Father as soon as I figured out your battle skills? You can start now.”