Earth's Greatest Magus-Novel

An apparent aura of confidence clearly radiated from the black-haired man standing in front of him. From his demeanor and body language, everything radiated an overwhelming sense of conviction.

An exquisite white robe was draping over the Magus Academy uniform he was wearing, with a shining silver sword and gold ornaments hilt that let out dazzling light at hand, Olivier Arkaland the Sword Saint was ready for a fight.

"Let us start"

Saying those words, the Sword Saint made a gesture with his sword before his figure disappeared, darting towards Emery at breakneck speed. The dust and dirt in the arena was blown everywhere by his movement.

Swissshhh!

The audience could only see a silver line stretched across from one side of the arena to the other, hitting Emery in its entirety. Their eyes widened when they saw a flash of black stopping the dazzling streak.

BOOM!

The first clash of the fight had happened, the confrontation between Olivier's silvery sword against Emery's jet-black sword resulted in a thunderous sound that made everyone's eardrums ring.

At this moment, Emery had only used his [Immortal Gate], as he could tell his opponent had not yet used his full strength.

It seemed the two of them had unanimously come to a mutual understanding to start with purely testing each other's swordsmanship.

Hazy rhymes of mysterious runes enveloped his Savage Sword as he employed his [36 Dao Divine Sword Technique]. Similarly, scintillating lights of brilliance flickered around Olivier and his sword as his [Stellar Sword Technique] manifested in reality.

Almost immediately after their first exchange, both Emery and Olivier swung their swords again, demonstrating their skill to the other.

Clank! Clank! Clank!

Deafening sounds and sparks appeared everywhere in the arena as the two of them came at the other vigorously. The crowd of onlookers cheered wildly as they watched the rare display of high-quality swordsmanship.

The Sword Saint's had a dominating sword style that appeared simple and direct, yet each stroke it took brought over a full comprehension of the sword.

Three basic moves of sword – slash, strike and thrust – were all performed elegantly yet with overwhelming power.

In order to match his opponent's swordsmanship that was above his, Emery was forced to keep maintaining the third variation of his [36 Dao Divine Sword Technique],

Strike hard, dodge fast, parry softly and move swiftly; his body did not stop moving, making the most of the principle of Dao. Beads of sweat appeared on his face, but he knew he couldn't afford to stop.

Their clash continued for a few more minutes before Olivier came to an abrupt halt and backed up a bit. A smile could be seen on his handsome face as his eyes fell on Emery.

"You are indeed a talented swordsman. Good! Warm-up is over!" The Sword Saint said in a spirited tone.

Olivier held his steps and abruptly jerked his arm, raising his sword high into the air before moving it in a circular motion. The moment he did, his body began to emit a vivid golden light, followed by a sharp increase in his spiritual force.

[Sword Aura]

In the next instant, the previously simple, direct sword style went through a tremendous change.

The silver streak that was Olivier's sword suddenly disappeared from his eyes and, before Emery knew it, he received a wound on his body. His opponent's sword style suddenly became much lighter, gaining more speed and striking relentlessly like a shooting star.

Clank! Clank! Clank! Splatt!

Seeing his opponent finally becoming serious, the flames in Emery's eyes grew even more ferocious. Knowing it was time to go all out, Emery unceremoniously used his [Night Transformation].

The aura Emery was emitting rose sharply as his battle power drastically increased. The muscles on his arms bulged before contracting again as they were swiftly covered by furs as dark as night.

Howll!

As soon as their preparations were complete, without saying anything else, their two figures disappeared from where they were and a huge explosion occurred in the arena as the two clashed once more. This time, with an overwhelming speed and strength that utterly rocked the massive arena they were fighting on.

Clank! BOOM! Clank! BOOM!

Sitting in the stands surrounding the arena, spectators saw two dazzling radiant energies – one brilliant golden, the other pitch black – as both swords filled with the aura of their owner's elements.

The two fought fiercely in their next round, whipping up raging winds and chunking out the ground with their sword slashes. Slowly but surely, both of them started to get used to each other's skills, meaning now the victor was a matter of who managed to adapt over the other first.

"Amazing skill!" Emery inwardly exclaimed to himself, as his hands rapidly moved to parry, block and counter each of Olivier's strikes that came blinding his eyes. His body tense as his eyes completely focused with vigilance. He couldn't be careless, because he understood that a single mistake could lead to his defeat.

The beautiful yet deadly demonstration unfolding in front of him couldn't help but make Emery recall something he had heard in the past. It was said Oliver only needed his swordsmanship to dominate everyone in the privileged class, becoming the undefeated Rank 1 since the beginning of the year.

And now that he had a taste of it, he finally understood why and couldn't help but agree.

Unfortunately, in terms of experience and skill on the sword, Olivier had the upper hand and it didn't take long for Olivier to see through Emery's sword style and slowly gain on him.

Emery was no longer able to perfectly handle all the attacks his opponent threw, tearing apart his [Jade skin] like butter, causing cuts to appear along his arms and shoulders.

At this point, the Sword Saint truly exhibited the skill of a Master Swordsman.

Among the dozens of deadly sword slashes that they sent at each other, Olivier's eyes shone as he managed to glimpse an opening. Immediately, he shot forward and took advantage of the opening to deal a swift attack.

Swissshhh— SPLAT!

A brilliant silver streak appeared in the arena, before it shot at blinding speed. The sword in Olivier's hand brought him past through Emery's defense, blood and chunks of flesh splattered into the air as his opponent's waist was torn apart.

"Aarrghh!"

Knowing it was a golden opportunity, Olivier's figure flickered as he disappeared and reappeared behind Emery. However, just as he was about to send another strike that would end this fight, Emery's huge left arm whizzed through the air and hit his body.

Bammm!!!

This attack, although effective to keep the Sword Saint away, brought disappointment to both parties – Emery and Olivier. The audience watched in bewilderment as the two suddenly stopped after the punch.

"Are you giving up on the sword?" Olivier asked calmly, yet a condescending tone could be felt within.

Even though Emery wanted to purely fight Olivier's in the way of the sword, he realized his current sword technique was proven insufficient to deal with the master swordsman.

"I admit I can't defeat you with sword skill alone, at least not today"

To continue this fight, Emery had to depend on his own advantage, his myriad of spells that would give a boost to his sword skill as well.

Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, he brandished his Savage Sword as he opened his eyes and activated his last transformation.

[Twilight Transformation]

Mysterious intricate tattoos began to appear on his chest and neck, while the fang tattoos under his eyes became even more pronounced. His hair became completely silvery white and the color of his eyes also changed and started to emit a golden yellow light.

[Twilight Form has increased your spell power]

[Twilight Form has increased your magic resistance]

"Let's go for another round!"