Chapter 28: Humbling A Young Master [II]
Aegon’s crimson eyes widened in shock.
’He blocked it...?’
It was impossible... it was meant to be impossible to block the First style for someone at his level.
Celestial Descent — the First Style of Royal Swordsmanship wasn’t a move any normal opponent could defend against.
It was sharp, heavy, and precise, honed through years of disciplined training and relentless repetition.
A downward slash that could cleave even the most troublesome foes in half, that was how his father had taught it to him.
By engulfing the blade in aura and channeling everything into one powerful downward slash, you would be able to overpower your opponent without any waste of time.
Aegon himself had spent countless sleepless nights perfecting its form, channeling aura to sharpen its deadly edge.
And yet — Azel had stopped it.
Effortlessly.
Worse, he hadn’t even used a sliver of aura.
The force of the clash reverberated in Aegon’s arms, forcing him back.