A man among dragons, building a mysterious ancient church.

Chapter 188 Your swordsmanship is not authentic!
What the hell?! What kind of swordsmanship is this?!

Caesar was horrified. The Kamaitachi, on whom he had placed so much hope, had failed to send back any message. This feeling of being completely unaware that the opponent had already made a move and that the blade was about to strike him was extremely unpleasant!

At this moment, Caesar had no time to maintain his composure. He lunged forward and rolled at top speed. Now that Genji had disappeared from his sight, he didn't know whether Genji would attack from the left or right rear.

Then just roll forward to create distance.

As Caesar lunged forward and rolled, he simultaneously used his feet to generate power.

Not only does it speed up the forward roll to prevent excessive backward swaying, but it can also scoop up a large clump of weeds and mud with the soles of its shoes and throw sand behind it to disturb the nascent life.

He managed to dodge Genji's powerful yet silent sword strike using this inelegant and thuggish fighting style.

Genji was also somewhat surprised that Caesar, who looked particularly aristocratic, would use this method.

After rolling forward, Caesar did not rush to get up. Instead, he remained crouched and blindly fired a few shots behind him based on his intuition to make sure that Genji would not pursue him before standing up straight again.

“Your swordsmanship is completely different from that of one of my rivals.” Caesar was clearly in a sorry state, at a disadvantage, covered in mud, but his face still radiated confidence.

"My rival, who is skilled at using tricks, is very cunning, but his swordsmanship is absolutely superb."

In other words, your swordsmanship is not authentic.

Genji gripped the Spider Cutter tightly, locked onto Caesar, and a hint of anger flickered in his eyes: "One of the three major schools of Edo swordsmanship—Kyoshin Akechi-ryu."

"Your so-called competitor may be using two different schools of swordsmanship."

Caesar suddenly realized: "So that's how it is. I was wondering why I couldn't predict your attack direction, and your swordsmanship seemed more and more unfamiliar."

Inside the luxurious tent, Henkel, who had witnessed the battle, finally breathed a sigh of relief. His face, which had previously been as black as the bottom of a pot, regained its smugness. He was certain of victory this time!
Yuan Zhisheng will definitely not disappoint him; he is far superior to those worthless Zhao Xuzhen and Zhou Minhao.

Angers initially watched the contest with a gentle demeanor, but his expression gradually became serious as he kept staring at Genjiro. Genjiro's naturally effeminate appearance defied common sense and overwhelmed Caesar's combat power.

All things considered, the more you look at it, the more it resembles an old friend of Angers.

Angers held the cigar, its smoke rising slowly, for a long time without taking a puff, silently muttering to himself: 'Uesugi Koshi? Could it be your...child? You changed your mind? What are the Snake-Headed Hachike thinking?'

Manstein leaned toward Schneider with some curiosity: "The competitor that Kaiser mentioned should be Chu Zihang."

"What school of swordsmanship does Chu Zihang use?"

"..." Schneider turned his head strangely and glanced at his old colleague, whom he knew.

When Chu Zihang approached him and applied to join Kassel College, Schneider interviewed him and asked about the origin of his swordsmanship: "The style of the Kendo class at the Children's Palace."

"???" Manstein blinked, looking puzzled but impressed. "Youth Palace? Sounds like a powerful organization that specializes in training young people? Is it a hidden mixed-race force?"

"..." Schneider's face twitched slightly: "No, it's a formal cultural activity organization open to the public. You can think of it as a more formal hobby or interest class."

"?" Manstein blinked again, looking at him with a 'Are you kidding me?' Most of the teachers and students in Kassel thought Chu Zihang was very powerful, especially his swordsmanship, which was sharp and intimidating.

Schneider then remarked, "Did Chu Zihang learn his swordsmanship in a roadside hobby class?"

Isn't that a bit outrageous?

Manstein opened his mouth but couldn't bring himself to ask. He wanted to say that the swordsmanship of a roadside hobby class could not possibly defeat the swordsmanship tradition of the Gattuso family, which had been passed down for thousands of years.

Caesar even personally confirmed that Chu Zihang's swordsmanship was more authentic than that of Genjiro, a master swordsman. Schneider must have been joking with him.

But saying it out loud always carries a hint of questioning Schneider's protégé.

Caesar, however, used his experience in swordsmanship, which was only suitable for hobby classes, to fight against Genjiro, who was supposed to be a master of the three major schools of swordsmanship and whose skills were supposed to be formidable.

It would be a miracle if they could win. Sure enough, just as Manstein had thought, Genji's swordsmanship was flexible and varied, choosing the most suitable technique according to different situations, causing Caesar to retreat step by step.

Caesar was unable to retaliate at all. Kamaitachi would occasionally send back messages, and sometimes he wouldn't. The rhythm of the battle was entirely in Genji's hands.

Genjiro didn't give Caesar a chance to fire again; once he got close, he unleashed a storm of blades.

Spider-Cut and Dick-Tuido continued to collide violently, each time producing a huge thud and sparks.

Sword after sword, a fierce storm, like a blacksmith forging metal, relentlessly repelled Caesar.

Caesar's right hand, gripping his weapon so tightly, was bleeding from the web of his hand. However, influenced by the surrounding surveillance, his proud pride prevented him from dropping his weapon, no matter how much pain he was in.

"It's over." Genjiro's sword strikes were faster than the last, and with his rich combat experience, he knew that Caesar was at his last gasp.

He decisively stepped forward, raised the Spider Cutter high, and with the force of a thunderbolt, slammed the sword down, attempting to cut down Dick Tudor and end the duel.

Unable to outspeed Caesar, and with no way to dodge, he had to take the hit head-on. Just when all seemed lost, reinforcements arrived: "In the name of fire, Alchemy - Sword Control!"

Several small daggers, no more than half a hand's length, flew out from behind Caesar. Under the control of the sword, they slashed through the air at an extremely fast speed, heading straight for Genji.

Forced to defend himself, Genji swung his sword and slashed away several small daggers, unable to continue pursuing Caesar. This gave Caesar an opportunity to finally seize the chance, leaping back to create distance.

With the intense sword fighting subsiding, Caesar finally had time to breathe deeply, exhaling all the pent-up air from his lungs.

Genjiro didn't look at Caesar, but instead looked back down at Fingel, who was laying out dragon blood materials on the ground and writing and drawing.

Who is this person? Fingel? The legendary genius from Kassel eight years ago?
In order to win this competition, Henkel also shared the intelligence he had collected over the years with allies such as Genjiro.

Among the intelligence gathered by the thirteen North American agencies, there was naturally no shortage of information about Fingel, a genius who shone like a meteor but whose brilliance was unexpectedly extinguished halfway through.

But that doesn't make sense. According to the information Han Gao gave us, this Fingel's Word of Power should be the Bronze Throne, right? How could it be Sword Control?

Wait, what did this guy just shout? Alchemy Sword Control?
Could it be that!
Not only Genjiro, but also Henkel, Angers, and the other professors who were watching the surveillance footage stood up.

No mixed-race person could sit still and be complacent in the face of such achievements.

As is well known, the reason why hybrids are so powerful is not only because of their physical constitution, but also because they possess extraordinary abilities related to words.

That's what makes it extraordinary, capable of doing things that current technology can't yet do.

Unfortunately, the limitation that a hybrid can only master one kind of incantation by nature has caused regret for countless hybrids.

There are always mixed-race people who think that if they could have another kind of Word of Power, and combine them, they would become incredibly powerful.

But it's just wishful thinking. So many geniuses and scholars and masters throughout history have failed to break through this limitation.

Only a few legendary dragon-slaying heroes are said to have upgraded their bloodline and completed the evolution of their Word of Power, but they still cannot break through the limitation on the number of Words of Power.

Unlike higher-ranking dragons, they cannot use multiple numbers of Words of Power, let alone use Words of Power across elemental systems like the Dragon King.

Nowadays, the world seems to have really changed. Fingel seems to have developed a technique that can use alchemy to cast spells!
If this technology can be widely adopted, its value might even surpass that of the Dragon Bone Cross!
Henkel wanted to shout "Angers!" right away, but he held back. He had to wait and see; he couldn't rush things! He told himself this.

Angers and the other professors were less restrained: "Fingal, Fingel is indeed still such a genius! To use an Eastern idiom, he is absolutely brilliant, absolutely brilliant!"

"The title of Flamel in this generation should belong to Fingel."

"Impossible! How did they do that? And what's with the competition? Principal, bring Fingel out here right now!"

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