<strong>Chapter 1774: Chapter 1774: Sword Qi Unleashed</strong>
Martial arts is nothing more than agility and mastery over the forces of nature.
The moves Julius Reed disyed, while crude, were not difficult to imitate.
But to truly grasp the essence within, that was quite difficult!
However, for Diego Leopold, with his robust physique and abundant spiritual power, the basics sufficed!
Han Caldwell was even more ted!
Did he actually deliver himself up?
If the West Tower could defeat Diego Leopold, then Brant Fairbanks would stand no chance against him either.
As formidable as Brant Fairbanks was, being the dean of Ocean Academy, how could he not have a formidable disciple?
Likewise.
Facing Diego Leopold, the West Tower was destined to lose!
That was a foregone conclusion.
“We will provide everyone with an exnation, but Old Mr. Leopold, being over two hundred years old and a great grandmaster, yet wanting topete with a junior, isn’t that abusing his seniority?”
Brant Fairbanks stood up and spoke calmly.
He was a bit anxious.
Clearly, this was a deadly trap!
If the West Tower died, his ns would all fall apart!
No matter the cost, Brant Fairbanks had to protect this troublemaker!
In his heart, he also believed that the West Tower stole the texts.
But under no circumstances could he admit it!
That would be a grave taboo!
The martial arts world had virtually zero tolerance for such thieves.
“Dean Fairbanks, this concerns the reputation of my family’s son-inw and the theft of Caldwell Family’s texts. Even if it earns me a bad name, I must prove it to the martial artists of the world!”
Diego Leopold was full of righteousness, speaking with conviction!
“Indeed! This is no small matter.”
“Dean Fairbanks, the West Tower dares speak this way to prove his innocence. As a master, can you bear to see your disciple suffer such a false usation?”
“Justice lies in people’s hearts!”
The martial artists began to mor.
They just wanted to witness a magnificent battle!
A young master facing a long-renowned grandmaster, although sure to fail, but being a genius blessed thrice over, he was bound to fight to the death!
“Dean Brant Fairbanks, if the West Tower indeed stole the Caldwell Family texts, then he won’t be leaving this room.”
At that moment, Devlin strode in wearing ck, standing before Brant Fairbanks: “A thief has no right to live.”
“Who do you call a thief?” Brant Fairbanks squinted his eyes, emitting a sudden burst of killing intent!
“Whether he’s a thief is not for you or me to decide.”
Devlin pointed to the thousand martial artists within the Dark Moon Pce: “Their decision counts.”
“So it’s… a fight?” As the person involved, Julius Reed was calm, even shing a smile at Diego Leopold.
“Disperse!”
Han Caldwell shouted loudly.
The martial artists in the front row swiftly moved back, leaving enough space for the two.
“I admire your talent, but instead of taking the higher path, you chose to be a thief.” Diego Leopold shook his head and sighed, “What a pity.”
“So much nonsense.”
Julius Reed snorted lightly.
He raised his sword.
The wind rose!
Unwilling to be outdone, Diego Leopold also drew his sword!
The intense spiritual power lifted the front row’s tables into the air!
“Goodness! The power of this swordsmanship is so dominant! As expected, Diego Leopold’s swordsmanship is perfect! That West Tower definitely stole it without a doubt!”
“To learn just a third in merely two hours, something we could never achieve. That West Tower surely is a genius, but he never expected that in trying to show off, he would be caught by Old Mr. Leopold. It truly is the Heavenly Dao’s cycle; the heavens spare no one!”
“s!”
The first move seemed to have confirmed the usation of the West Tower’s theft.
Though they both drew their swords, the contrast in their aura was vast.
Even after Diego Leopold’s swordy, they could not sense the West Tower’s aura at all!
Utterly overwhelmed!
Brant Fairbanks furrowed his brow, with his palm already full of perspiration.
The sword rose and fell.
In front of Julius Reed, shadows began to form slowly!
Faint wisps of white smoke appeared and disappeared.
“Ha!”
Diego Leopold suddenly thrust his sword!
mes flickered along the de!
“So fast! How fast must the sword be to create fire from air friction?”
The martial artists couldn’t help but exim.
Julius Reed’s earlier demonstration had broadened their horizons, yet remained within expectations.
But Diego Leopold’s disypletely overturned their perceptions.
In fact, what the two showcased weren’t even the same sword techniques!
Diego Leopold was the genuine article!
Whereas the West Tower was quitecking.
Mere basics!
No aura!
The sense of shock was much diminished!
“Look quickly! Old Mr. Leopold’s swordy is so fast, I can’t see it clearly!”
ng! ng! ng!
Despite it being a spar, their Sword Qi naturally shed!
Sparks flew everywhere.
Diego Leopold steadily held the upper hand, but injuring Julius Reed proved challenging.
Soon after.
Both simultaneously hurled their longswords, engaging in distant sword control!
The Sword Qi remained undiminished!
Diego Leopold’s sword even continued to close in relentlessly!
Getting closer and closer to Julius Reed!
Five meters!
Three meters!
One meter!
Another meter, and it could kill!
Killing the West Tower, leaving no evidence, achieving fame, earning Han Caldwell’s favor, and branding the West Tower as a disgrace to martial arts!
Bringing Ocean Academy to utter shame!
The grand hall, with thousands, was left with only the sound of quiet breathing.
Han Caldwell watched.
The corner of his mouth lifted slightly, seeming to envision the West Tower’s demise!
Olindo Caldwell watched!
The eldest Caldwell daughter clutched her dress tightly, eyes filled with worry!
Hayden Caldwell closed his eyes, tears welling up!
Brant Fairbanks even prepared to snatch him away from under Diego Leopold’s sword!
Countless martial artists were hoping!
Hoping Diego Leopold would show just how powerful real swordsmanship could be!
But oddly enough, Diego Leopold’s sword halted just half a meter away from Julius Reed, unable to advance even a fraction more.
In the end, his short-term mimic required effort to avoid exposure.
He needed to both kill and mimic precisely the moves drawn from the texts.
Challenging!
Sword Qi flowed, only to return to its sheath.
Diego Leopold failed to kill.
Had he not needed to follow the drawn moves, he was entirely confident he could have in the youth!
Yet…
Even though he failed to kill, seeing the gazes of the surrounding martial artists, the West Tower’s disgrace today was unavoidable.
“Now, what else do you have to say?”
Diego Leopold, in the stance of a victor, questioned loftily.
Bam!
Han Caldwell angrily pped the table!
“West Tower, I treated you so well, gave you the texts, married off my cherished granddaughter to you! Yet you do this!”
The martial artists sighed as well.
It seemed Diego Leopold was indeed speaking the truth.
The West Tower truly stole the Caldwell Family texts.
“Let me ask you.” Julius Reed said indifferently, “How do you prove that I stole?”
“I have been suppressing you and showed moves, aren’t they more proficient?”
Diego Leopold snorted, “No more quibbling! Admit your guilt!”
Still trying to struggle?
No chance.
“I imagine you hastily used your photographic memory to record my moves? Pity, then, you only grasped the basics, missing this swordsmanship’s soul.” Julius Reed shook his head.
“Do you think everyone here is blind? West Tower, cease your…”
Diego Leopold stopped mid-sentence.
He touched his neck.
There was blood.
In an instant!
In the center of the Dark Moon Pce!
Sword Qi surged!
All at the positions where sword shadows previously appeared!
Bam! Bam! Bam!
Diego Leopold erupted in a cloud of blood mist, copsing straight to the ground.
Dead.
“This, is true swordsmanship.” Julius Reed said calmly.