Mais and Kasuur remained quite calm throughout. Only Maria was worried about her friend. She and Evra had been friends since childhood, and even today, she would accompany him on trips to the forest and go hunting near the city, just as she did with Kasuur. Of course, they always had protectors with them, but Evra was still the only friend Maria had. Before Mais and Kasuur, more than them.
Evra and Ulam drew their swords and stood in the centre of the field. Fighting in such a space would not cause much trouble. The origin masters' fights could not damage the high ceiling. Besides, even if anything was damaged, these people were rich. It would just undermine the party a little.
"Let's fight, Evra. Let me take the measure of you."
Ulam scraped his sword against the ground, producing a high-pitched sound. He had already twisted his legs. He was preparing to lunge forward with a sudden attack. At the same time, he was ready to defend himself.
They were both level 8 Origin Masters. Although they couldn't permanently retain origin energy in their bodies, their control of the energy in the environment was absolutely top-notch. Both of their weapons were also origin weapons.
This made Kasuur jealous. After all, he had obtained his weapon with great difficulty.
Mais sensed the origin energy of the weapons and took a few steps closer to Kasuur. He knew Kasuur and could tell what he was thinking. When Mais took his arm, Kasuur turned and looked at him. Mais slowly ran his hand along Kasuur's arm and reached his ear. He leaned in slightly and whispered to him.
"Don't worry, if you can cross over to the Origin Heart Realm as soon as possible, I will give you a weapon they can't even imagine."
But Kasuur just rolled his eyes when he heard this. Maria's father was a city lord, yet he was only a Stage 10 Sage. He was 36 years old and considered an incredible genius. Assuming Kasuur was a greater genius than him, how long would it take him to reach the Origin Heart Realm?
Damn it! With such precious treasures, your conditions are too exaggerated!
Ulam charged forward. Waves of origin energy took the shape of a lion from his sword, and when he swung it, the lion shot out and moved towards Evra. It was powerful and the size of a real lion. Perhaps it was as strong as a real lion, or even stronger!
"Incarnated Lion!"
Intermediate Origin Technique. Even the first technique that Ulam uses is at this level. It's probably not the only one he learned either."
"You're right, and if I'm not mistaken, Ulam reached this stage earlier than Evra. On top of that, he probably has a better understanding of the techniques."
"Evra is unlikely to win this fight."
The core experts in the crowd were discussing the situation amongst themselves. Mais couldn't help shaking his head. He felt the same way. Although he couldn't see the lion, he could feel the waves of Origin Energy emanating from it. However, as he didn't know Evra very well, he decided not to comment.
Kasuur watched the fight intently, but inside he was cursing. How much technique could these people have learned? Certainly weaker than the techniques he had learned. But it had taken Kasuur a long time to learn his techniques. Especially since the technique he had learned was a Core Realm technique. Such techniques were very difficult to learn in the Origin Realm because of certain restrictions, and despite his talent, Kasuur found them extremely challenging. Now that he had reached the Core Realm, he thought he would soon master the second technique, Mais had given him. Nevertheless, he couldn't help feeling jealous of people who knew so many techniques.
If Kasuur had known how his grasp of techniques would change in the Sage realm, he would not have complained at all.
Maria trusted her friend. She believed with all her heart that he would succeed. During the struggle, Evra caught a glimpse of the smile and supportive demeanour on her face.
A determined smile also appeared on Evra's face.
As Ulam's lion approached Evra, he bowed his head but did not wipe the smile off his face. Then he swung his sword to unleash an attack.
"Gebze Shield!"
An energy shield appeared, enveloping the lion completely when it crashed into it and exploding. This defence destroyed Ulam's attack, causing the waves of origin energy to be thrown around wildly. The weak were protected by the strong and many of the young were forced to retreat several metres. They all cursed and took steps backwards. Although they were also in the Origin Realm, they were much weaker than the two of them and were badly affected by the amount of Origin Energy they controlled.
Evra's technique was on the same level as Ulam's. Their understanding was also equal. So there was equality. Ulam charged forward. He attacked with another intermediate technique. His black, hot sword was raised. Evra responded with the same technique. The swords clashed.
DING...!
"How incredible! They've both mastered the Braised Black Sword technique!"
A core expert exclaimed, but then something unexpected happened. They had an equal understanding of the Braised Black Sword. Ulam dropped his sword at that moment. Evra was taken back and swung the sword out of the air with all his might. However, at that moment, Ulam's palm was heading straight for Evra's stomach. Beads of sweat rolled down Evra's forehead.
'No! I can stop it!'
He was confident that he could block the danger, but then he suddenly twisted his sword and swung it downwards. The punch would certainly have landed, but the sword's momentum would have severed Ulam's arm. Ulam certainly wouldn't want to take such a risk in a sparring match. Without the sword of origin, he would definitely lose to Evra.
Ulam had made a mistake this time!
Or had he?
"Ten Point Palm..."
These words came out like a quiet whisper, and the impact was instantaneous. Evra didn't even realise it.
TAAK!!
He hit his chest so hard that Evra's sword failed to reach Ulam's arm. Evra vomited blood. Then he was knocked off his feet and flew into the crowd.
Evra was defeated.
"Evra!"
Maria jumped up and appeared behind Evra, who was vomiting blood, and grabbed him. She had a worried look on her face. Blood ran down Evra's chin, distorting his handsome face. He was unconscious. Maria pushed his hair out of his face, then peeled the cloth from his stomach. Her face turned white when she saw the dent-shaped wound underneath.
Kasuur shook his head from side to side. His face fell. He didn't like the fact that someone who had helped him so much had been injured like this.
The core experts were astonished, too.
"That was a high-level origin technique, wasn't it? How sad for Evra. He would have lost anyway because he didn't know about this sudden attack, even if he was in the 9th stage origin realm. Meeting such an attack directly would have had an effect on him anyway. Moreover, Ulam hid this technique."
Hiding in the shadows, Ulam's father also frowned. Despite his son's good result, he disapproved. Because Kasuur didn't like it. He could not say that if Kasuur wanted to avenge Evra, Ulam would meet a better end.
"Now that the outcome is clear. We can move on to the next fight. Ulam has proven himself. He can fight Kasuur."
When Mais spoke, everyone turned to him. But they could not say anything. As the fat boy strode onto the field with an angry expression, many frowned at his serious demeanour.
If Kasuur was really in the Core Realm, then what was going to happen to Ulam?