Early this morning, inside the large back yard of the Arul family, young master Arul is practicing a new spell under the guidance of the grand elder of the Sky family Magus School. Due to his relationship with the Arul family, Grand Elder is personally preparing Arul for the upcoming competition.
"Focus, young Arul," the Grand Elder intoned, his voice carrying the weight of centuries of knowledge. "The defensive spell you seek to master requires not just strength of magic but clarity of mind and purpose."
With a determined nod, Arul focused on his aura, channeling his energy. The black wand in his hands glowed in the end as he prepared to unleash the new spell, which he had reserved for the upcoming tournament.
"Vortas defenso," he murmured, the words flowing effortlessly from his lips as he extended his wand like an arc.
In an instant, a shimmering bubble shield materialized around Arul, its surface pulsating with a soft azure glow. The Grand Elder observed with a keen eye, nodding in approval at the precision of Arul's execution.
"Good," he remarked, testing the thickness and spread of the shield bubble. "Now, let us move to the next phase. Remember, young Arul, the true strength of the shield of retribution spell lies not just in defense but in counterattack."
As Arul focused his concentration, the Grand Elder raised a hand, conjuring forth a phantom aura attack to test the efficacy of the shield. With each strike, the shield absorbed the force of the blow, humming with energy as it braced against the onslaught.
Sensing the moment was ripe, Arul closed his eyes and whispered the second part of the spell mantra.
"Vortas Vindicta," he intoned, his voice ringing with determination.
In a breathtaking display of magic, the shield rose into the air and transformed before their eyes, morphing into a gleaming spear crackling with potent energy. With a swift motion, Arul thrust the spear forward, unleashing a devastating burst of power towards a pool of water.
The water rose up to tens of meters and evaporated into thin air. As the echoes of the spell faded into the morning air, Arul stood breathless, his heart pounding with exhilaration. The Grand Elder regarded him with a solemn gaze, a hint of pride flickering in his ancient eyes.
"You have done well, young Arul," he declared, his voice tinged with admiration. "But remember, true mastery comes from free will and understanding your enemy. I hope that with this spell, you will have a chance against Mia Snow. Her movement technique is a complete waste against this shield of retribution." The grand elder said, puffing a smoke pipe.
"Thank you, grand elder. Without your guidance, I couldn't have achieved this." Arul bowed, combining both hands. But inside his brain, he is thinking of Kent, who chose him as the opponent in the first round. "I will break your legs Kent." Arul muttered while staring at the ground in a bowing posture.
In the heart of the luxurious estate of the Snow family, nestled amidst vibrant gardens, Mia Snow, adorned in elegant attire, moved with grace and precision upon the surface of a colorful pond.
With a golden folding fan held delicately in her right hand, she glided effortlessly from one lotus flower to the next, her steps landing with pinpoint accuracy.
Each movement was a testament to her mastery of the prized movement technique, the "willow wind leaf."
Each of her steps landed precisely on the lotuses of the pond. She is moving freely on the pond without touching a single water droplet. Without losing her balance from the lotus flowers, she is attacking the moving target boards around the pond. rhythmic music playing each time her attack landed on the target board.
As Mia continued her training, her servant girls stood by, tossing flowers and fruits into the air to test her speed and precision. But Mia remained unfazed, her movements fluid and precise as she danced across the surface of the pond, her eyes never leaving her targets.
Suddenly, a figure appeared at the edge of the pond, watching Mia's training with a mixture of pride and admiration. It was Mia's mother, her presence commanding attention as she observed her daughter's skill with a keen eye.
Encouraged by her mother's presence, Mia increased her speed, her movements becoming more dynamic as she built momentum. With a final flourish, she rose high into the air above the pond, her hand fan glinting in the sunlight as she muttered the spell mantra under her breath.
"Flamma Ignis," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sounds of nature.
Instantly, the lotus flowers below began to wither and crumble, their once vibrant petals turning to powdery dust. With a graceful descent, Mia landed before her mother, her face filled with pride and determination.
"Greetings, mother," she said, bowing her head respectfully. "I am well prepared for the tournament."
Her mother smiled, her eyes shining with pride, as she embraced her daughter. "Your target is not this childish tournament. Do you think I wasted one year of progress just for this shitty Sky family tournament? No, your father requested the autumn wind sect for you.
All you have to do is impress the elder of the Autumn Wind sect during the competition and become a core disciple of the Autumn Wind sect. The elder is also coming for you specifically, so all you have to do is overpower your opponent and win this tournament single-handedly to impress the elder." Mia's mother spoke while holding Mia's cheeks with both hands.
"Yes, mother. I won't disappoint you." Mia said it in a determined tone while staring into her mother's eyes.
While his enemies were preparing their best, Kent was checking his old glass orb with a confused face. The reason for his confusion is Thea, his promised bride. She sent a message, asking Kent to meet her at the Silver Plaza, a restaurant.
"Why the hell does she want to meet me so suddenly?" Kent thought, staring at her beautiful, calm face in the profile. "Whatever, let's meet her first. My stomach is also grumbling for food." Kent muttered while entering the restroom to freshen up.
*Thank you everyone for the Power stones and golden tickets. TQ so much.