The sound of Leo’s ear-shattering roar echht throughout War God’s mountain, shaking the audie of their daze.

  As they looked at Leo standing proud in the ring, they realised they had uimated him. From the looks of it, he was just as much of a monster as his partner.

  Many of the officials from the other superpowers, especially the saints, felt extremely tempted to snatch Ad Leo now. After all, the talent that they exhibited was simply out of this world.

  Ohey had finished maturing, whether it was Ace or Leo, they would undoubtedly stand at the peak of this world.

  Still, those greed fuelled thoughts disappeared just as quickly as they came.

  The majority of the saints present that were here on behalf of another natianisation were at the early or middle stages.

  Fet the fact that one of the stro beings on the ti was only a few miles away; Fain’s presence alone was enough to deter them from doing anything stupid. Plus, although they didn’t appear to be as strong as Fain, there were two saints here guarding Ad Leo, one of which was a magical beast at the peak of the saint rank.

  The only person who stood even the smallest of ces at aplishing such a feat was Desri. Fortunately, Desri, who had once been a high-ranking member of the Radiant Church, had long since left and was no longer affiliated with any power, so he had no i itempting anything like that.

  Carter, who was still h above the mountain peak, could see the looks of awe and amazement from the various saints as they witnessed his son’s prowess and was filled with pride.

  When he first saw exactly how much Leo had improved after returning from his trip with Ad Killian to the Rohault Empire, his expression wasn’t much different to theirs. Even if he were a Divi, his current achievement shouldn’t be possible.

  All he could do was t his lucky stars that things had happehe way they had. Leo’s running into Ace had been the best thing that could’ve happened, not only for Leo but for him as well.

  Joining the side of the pavilion had inally been a bitter pill to swallow – growing up as a magical beast meant that humans had been his enemy for as long as he could remember, but even he had to admit that the bes became apparent almost immediately.

  Since affiliating himself to the pavilion, he had been allowed to utilise its library for saints, and sihen, his prehension had e a long way. Even though he had only retly broken through to the peak of the saint realm, in terms of prehension, he wasn’t muferior to Haydson.

  Still, he was under no delusions; the reason for the achievements of both he and his son came from the dark-haired youth standing calmly beside the ring.

  Ace had no idea what Carter was thinking; the moment he heard Leo’s roar, the ers of his lips crept up, f a smirk as he looked towards the students of the College. “Leo wants to know who’s up .”

  It took a lot of willpower from each of the students not to rush up and wipe that annoying smirk off Ace’s face, but before any of them could say or do anything foolish, Castro, whose expression got decidedly colder, spoke. “Vena, you go !”

  A cold and indifferent woman slowly walked fracefully uhing her sword from her hip as her body was covered by a aura.

  Vena was an incredibly beautiful Amazonian-like woman standing at a height of six foot, with long dark hair tied in a ponytail.

  She was also ranked sed among the students of the College, being at the te stages of the ninth rank, so when she was called forward, those who knew uood that Castro meant business.

  Vena was one of only two remaining in the college from Olivier’s geion. With most having already graduated, she remained, hoping that she would one day be accepted as a direct disciple of the War God.

  When she arrived on the ring, she didn’t say a word; she simply waited for the fight to begin.

  Seeing that, Ace couldn’t help but nod his head in approval of her calm and unwavering temperament.

  Leo and Vena calmly eyed each other, her making so much as a he tension seeming to grow with each sed.

  As soon as the rising tension reached its peak, both fighters moved at once.

  Leo’s speed was far superior to anything a rank six beast or human should be capable of as he skilfully utilised Ace’s improvised Soru.

  Whilst Leo’s movement was explosive, Vena’s was the picture of grace as she elegantly glided along the floor as though it were an ice rink with speed that didn’t lose out to her fged oppo in the slightest.

  For most, the movement of the two would be nothing but fshing blue and red lights, but almost everyog was an expert, so they were able to clearly see the intricacies of the battle, but that was what left them even more shocked than they were at the end of the previous fight.

  “Is that lion using ‘Impose’?” Desri asked as though he couldn’t believe what he was seeing.

  It wasn’t just him; aside from Ad his group, everyone else was w the same thing.

  It was on knowledge that the only cultivation path that required the prehension of ‘Impose’ to bee a saint was that of a warrior, and due to the effort it took to prehend, uhey reached a bottlened decided to focus on cultivating as warriors, most mages didn’t bother with Impose.

  Still, as they were humans, they k ossible, but because of the innate differences between them, everyoomatically dismissed the thought of a beast even being able to prehend it, but now, Leo showed them just h they were.

  Still, even though his being a Divi gave him many innate advantages, his soul wasn’t one of them.

  Due to the mutation that occurred when his and Ace’s e evolved, his soul was now strohan it should be; still, it was only equal to a rank seven magical beast - signifitly weaker than his oppos, but because his prehension of the ell into the saint realms, the power of his Impose was around the same as Vena’s.

  Add that to his innate physical superiority as a Divi and his ‘battle-qi’ – the power Leo showed was barely inferior to Vena’s, but what was even more surprising was his battle IQ.

  Having gone from growing up on his own in the mountain range of magical beasts where he had to fend for himself to survive to being able to train with Ace, whose own battle IQ was nothing short of enting, and stantly test himself against stronger oppos, it was no surprise that Leo’s fighting style was so impressive.

  Still, most people had no idea about all of that; all they saw was the results. Many were even beginning to wonder who was actually the stronger of the two, Ace or Leonel.

  Seeing Leo’s prowess made many believe that Ace had Leoake his p battle so that he could pretend to be this invincible youth.

  It was something that Aew would happen; it was just that he didn’t care to expin himself.

  The lohe fight went on, the more obvious the gap became.

  If this was a few months ago, before the demonic trio returo the pavilion, Vena would’ve been able to calmly suppress Leo. But like Ad the other students, Leo had also focused on his training.

  And although he hadn’t made any distinctive breakthroughs, whether it was his prehension of the profound mysteries of fire, his trol of ‘Impose’, or his fighting style, each had made signifit improvements allowing him to slowly gain the upper hand against a truly impressive oppo.

  Vena tried her hardest to find her way out of her deing situation, but no matter what she did, Leo was always two steps ahead.

  As the wounds started to pile up, Vena herself began to slow, allowio put ao the fight ond for all, but unlike his st oppo, other than a few cuts and burns, Vena had no sting injuries.

  “I’m viny loss,” Vena stated directly as she re-sheathed her sword, paying no attention to the mixed reas of the crowd.

  “Leo told me to tell you that it was a good fight,” Ace smiled as Vena passed him. “Even if you are from the O’Brien Empire.”

  Vena stopped to give Ace a serious look. Like the others, after her fight, she too believed that Leo was the stronger of the two and he was just using him to make himself seem more impressive than he really was, but the more she looked at him, the less sure she was. All she could see was an unwavering fidence.

  Still, even if he was really strohan his beast panion, she didn’t uand where his fidence came from. He had to know that no matter what happened, he would never be allowed to leave so easily. But that was none of her .

  “I’m from the Great Pins of the far east,” Vena replied, correg Ace’s assumption.

  “Ooh,” Aodded. “That makes a lot more sense.”

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