Guild Wars-Novel

Draco and Eva squared up against each other, glaring at the other party menacingly. Draco stood in a sideways position, with his right leg ahead of his left, while his black hair billowed in the wind.

Eva, on the other hand, folded her arms and stood facing Draco, a confident smirk on her face as her green hair also swayed in the wind. The crowd became tense, staring at the intense face-off, and many held their breaths.

The judge sucked in a deep breath and shouted. "Let the final match, begin!!!"

Immediately, Draco and Eva turned into afterimage blurs, striking each other in the center of the stage. Ironically, Eva had a lustful and evil expression, whereas Draco's was heroic and valiant.

Immediately, they began colliding over and over atop the stage, the average man unable to follow their movements as they simply phased in and out of existence.

As for the Top Sects and the various Lesser Sects, they were entranced as they could naturally follow the fight with their level of cultivation. They marveled at the speed and skill of these two younglings, nodding their heads as they remembered which clans they hailed from.

What made many speechless was the fact that neither Draco nor Eva had yet manifested their Martial Spirits, and were competing based on their body's capabilities alone, as well as their various Martial Skills.

Draco suddenly manifested his Sword and Man technique as his arm became a sword, swinging down on Eva, who had charged before him.

"Die! Die! Dieee! Die for me!" He roared as he sliced down with all his might.

Eva smirked and met the slice with her own arm, which was sturdy as well. The Elders in the crowd got up in shock, realizing that Eva had manifested the Dagger and Man technique.

She knocked Draco back and used her Ethereal Clone from her Extreme Killing Techniques when Draco followed up. He cut her clone in half, but the real Eva had appeared behind him and was about to pierce his heart.

Draco dodged her attack, which was followed up by superfast slices meant to cut him in half. He dodged most of them while clashing using his own makeshift sword.

The two clashed with their fake weapons all over the arena, their slices digging into the ground and tearing it up. Many Elders were shocked to the point of fear, realizing that if a person entered the range of their battle, they might be cut into pieces before they even knew what happened.

Soon, they separated and glared at each other, then smiled. Draco dissipated his arm blade, while Eva did the same for her dagger. Draco then turned to the judge and spoke arrogantly.

"Quickly find us a proper blade and dagger. These makeshift ones are just not doing it."

The judge was speechless at being talked to like this, but still sent a servant to bring a longsword and dagger out. Draco and Eva received their respective weapons.

Draco swung the sword a few times to get used to it, while Eva did the same for her dagger. Satisfied, the duo began attacking each other once more, this time their fight turned out far more ferocious and deadly.

Eva was like a ghost with her blade, no matter how many times she was hit, she would just dissipate into the wind and appear somewhere else to attack Draco.

The fellow himself freely used the Sword Skills from his Paragon Sword Style to pressure Eva, yet she knew almost all his moves due to her obsession. She could even copy most using her Control, showing how much of a monster she was.

Draco naturally refrained from using his Peerless Sword Style because they were too powerful and destructive, not to mention very unfit for this floor's world. He could get away with the wind bullet, but manifesting flames from his sword should only be possible with Qi.

As two youths now fighting over the chance to enter a Top Sect that would teach them Martial Skills, Cultivation Techniques, and more, no matter how much of a prodigy they were, it was simply impossible for those in the Muscle Tempering realm to be able to use Qi.

Eva was grateful for this, as she knew her Extreme Killing Techniques could not hold up to the Sword Skills of his Peerless Sword Style. An Assassin could execute any foe, but their weakness were rangers and swordsmen, who could match them head-on.

Eva relied on her knowledge to remain afloat, but she was quickly beginning to sweat as the pressure mounted. Draco had more physical strength than her, so when their weapons clashed, she bore the brunt of his power.

Then again, one should remember that her stats were catered around magic and ranged attacks, not head-on fights. Eva was competing against Draco in his strong point because she couldn't use her own forte for the same reason he didn't display his.

Their weapons clashed one final time as they pushed and pressed against each other, Draco showing a malevolent look as he pressed down his sword to cut Eva while his Soulmate showed a pained expression as she tried to use her dagger to resist.

Eva kept being pushed back and when she realized that she was about to lose and get cut in half, she roared and manifested her Martial Spirit of the Light Angel Inheritance.

Immediately, her martial strength greatly increased as she pushed Draco back and Eva cut him a little near his middle. He retreated and frowned, gazing at the wound which healed immediately and then at Eva, who was panting while a beautiful Light Angel stood behind her, raising its greatsword to the sky.

Draco clicked his tongue. A Light Angel came in three forms, the Seraph with unparalleled beauty that could control mortal minds, the Archangel with a scepter of light that healed and blessed the mortals, and most importantly, the Valkyrie who wielded a greatsword and rode a Pegasus.

Eva could switch between any of the three as she wished, though she often used the Seraph for obvious reasons. This time, psychic attacks would not be useful, nor wise given the situation.

Draco smiled and manifested his Dark Angel Martial Spirit as well. He too had three forms, the Dark Angel who corrupted everything and turned what was holy into the unholy, the Incubus who could seduce any female and control the world around them, and the Broker who could make deals that were extremely harmful.

Draco hardly used his Broker for obvious reasons, and this time, he opted to go with the original Dark Angel. A black aura manifested around him that was full of undeath, malice, and corruption.

The two clashed once more, using their Martial Spirits to enhance their power. It had to be said, once you awoke a Martial Spirit, much like a bloodline ability, you instinctively knew how to use its basic functions without having to be taught.

Draco, with corruptive dark mist, and Eva, with her purifying white light, formed two contrasting lights on the stage as they clashed once more, even more ferocious than before.

If one didn't know any better, they would think these two had some type of grudge that could only be resolved by the death of one party. The Elders were calm, though, as they knew that they could stop the fight if it truly got dangerous with ease.

No one here could answer to those two clans if any of their progeny died here, and they were also looking forward to snapping them up. They had no idea why those two Top Clans would actually throw the geniuses out into the wild instead of training in-house, but they certainly wouldn't pass up this once-in-a-lifetime chance.

"Haargh!" Eva roared as she manifested her second Martial Spirit as well, the Heavenly Goddess. This shocked the crowd, as they had no idea that Draco and Eva had more than one Martial Spirit, and both at the 12th grade too!

This told the Evil Duo that at least not all of the previous floor's details carried over, rather it seemed that the circumstances made up for it.

Draco also manifested his Horned Demon Martial Spirit, and the clash became even more intense as Divine Energy and Demonic Energy clashed on top of Holy Energy and Evil Energy.

Draco immediately got the advantage due to the physical boost the Horned Demon Inheritance granted him, forcing Eva to manifest her final Martial Spirit, the Light Goddess.

Draco followed up with the Black Dragon, which roared throughout the arena and subdued many mortals. Even the faces of the Elders changed greatly as they felt their own Martial Spirits tremble in fear.

This had nothing to do with cultivation, but rather the difference in level of life. Eva was the only one unaffected, as her Light Goddess was a peak 12th grade Martial Spirit. It should have been on par with the Black Dragon, but this world recognized only one supreme being.

Draco charged at Eva, the duo entering the final phase of their battle as they used the mixture of their three energies to fight, rending the arena apart and causing many mortals to faint due to the sheer power output.

Even the judge was hanging by a thread, and it seemed like he might be blown off his seat if this continued. As such, the Elders of the Top Sects quickly used their Qi to flood the stage and trap Draco and Eva in place.

The Evil Duo were not surprised by this, so they turned to the Elders to see what they had to say.

"Cough, cough, that's enough. We have seen enough of your skill and power to know that you are evenly matched to an extent, and a winner would not be decided quickly. As such, the match will be called a draw."

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Author's Note: Not feeling so good. May have gotten the Omnicron thing or whatever given my symptoms.

Sorry if this chapter was rushed, I only had a short window to write today after I took some medicine and got the energy to leave my bed.

Hopefully, I can write tomorrow too.