Chapter 7: new technique
The battles continued, but the crowd's focus lingered on my victories. It was within my expectations though as I was someone with little to no powers in past 18 years so,it's not wonder they talk about me.
Whispers of my name flowed through the arena like wildfire.
In the preparation hall, I sat cross-legged, eyes closed, replaying my last battle. Though I won, I sensed a limitation—Phantom Edge drained more energy than I expected. I needed refinement. Evolution.
Just then, footsteps echoed. I opened my eyes to see a familiar face entering the preparation hall—the chief disciple of the main clan branch: Rin Kyro.
A genius. Ruthless in combat. As for his cultivation it is Peak of Foundation Establishment. Some even whispered he had touched the threshold of Core Formation.
"You're causing quite a stir, Kai," Kyro said, arms folded. His sharp eyes scanned me like a predator sizing up prey. "Two wins. Impressive. But you're not the only one who's changed."
"Well,' this is the real me" i replied cooly
He chuckled. "Good. I like breaking things that shine too brightly. I'll see you in the final round—if you make it though."
He turned and left.
I stood up. My next match was approaching. But before that—I had one thing left to do.
I found a quiet spot near the mountain spring behind the waiting hall, a sacred area where few dared to train due to unstable energy. Perfect.