Skill Creation in the Fantasy World

Under the eyes of the many spectators, Warren smiled and dashed ahead wielding his long sword.

He ran across the stage and reached Felix before attacking him.

Felix was already in a defensive stance, and seeing his opponent approaching him, he stepped forward blocking the attack.

Their clash of swords sparked the beginning of their battle as the crowd started yelling out words of encouragement.

Henry looked on at the battle and remained confused as to what Felix was doing.

'He could finish this battle instantly, so what is making him hold himself back?'

There was no one to answer his doubts so he sat still, intently watching the match go on.

On the stage, Felix and Warren had already exchanged a few swings and were starting to get a little serious.

'This man's not bad...'

Felix was slightly surprised to find that his opponent was actually a good swordsman, fending off all the attacks and not showing any form of blindspot in his movements.

While he was getting impressed by his opponent, Warren was feeling the same way.

'This guy is kind of different from the rest of them...'

Warren was tired of fighting those lunatics of the underworld who didn't even know how to take a proper battle stance.

Having gotten used to them, this new guy's fighting style was making him feel a bit better so Warren decided to go all out and fight to his heart's content.

Retreating a few steps after an attack, he grinned looking at Felix's eyes.

"You're getting me all fired up, not gonna lie. So let me show you my real moves."

Taking a deep breath, Warren moved his sword in a strange rhythm and started concentrating on a strike.

When the crowd saw Warren performing something unusual, most of them got confused but some of them quickly shot up and exclaimed.

"Holy fuck! Is he going to use a battle technique?"

"Look at that! He's doing a battle technique."

The other people who didn't know what the guy was doing were stunned and exclaimed out too.

"Wait- Did you just say a battle technique?"

"No way, I've never seen something like that before!"

Henry and Dufus had worried expressions on their face as they glanced at each other.

"Is that guy going to be alright?"

"He better be...."

While they were getting anxious at Felix's situation, Gevano was laughing out loud staring at the man he had betted on.

"Hahaha, that right there is something those fools would've never thought of. But still for him to use a battle technique on that guy makes it a bit interesting."

As the crowd raised a ruckus about the growing tensions of the fight, Felix frowned looking at his opponent.

'He's thinking of using a battle technique?'

Unlike normal attacks of slash and stabs, a battle technique was a lot stronger way of using a weapon.

They gather the energy present in the body and combine it with the will of the practitioner before performing extraordinary movements, bringing the power out of the body in various forms.

Instead of simply using Aura to strengthen their body, or manifesting it out onto their weapons, Warriors create and use battle techniques to fight.

Seeing that Warren was starting to come to an end of his strange movements, Felix suddenly had a thought and he acted on it.

'Well, not on my watch!', he smiled evilly.

Quickly activating his skill Agility Burst now that he was quite recovered from the drained state, he flashed forward toward Warren.

The Warren guy was unaware of his opponent suddenly appearing behind him and he continued to focus on his battle technique.

But the crowd who were seeing everything froze in their spots.

They saw the black-masked fighter disappear from his position and appear right behind his opponent in a second, making them completely silent.

Warren who was finally coming to an end of his grand movement found it strange that the buzzing surroundings had calmed down.

He turned his head sideways to look at the crowd with a confused face, but what greeted him was the sharp gleam of a shortsword which made his pupils turn into a point.

Watching the blade getting near to him, he tried to move his body and get into a defensive position but the sword was faster as it swiftly reached him.

"Shquchh!"

The shortsword slashed into Warren's shoulder where Felix had seen a red mark appear.

Looking at the sword that was still lodged into his shoulders, Warren finally felt the pain moving through his arms.

"Aaagh!!"

Shouting out loud, he retreated away from Felix while pulling his arms out from the sword.

But Felix had already fought five battles and wanted to end this one too, so he didn't give the guy any chance to recover from the attack and quickly followed.

He dashed ahead and kicked at Warren's chest, making the guy fall down onto the floor with a grunt.

"Ugh!"

Moving quickly, Felix appeared above him and placed his sword on the guy's neck before saying softly.

"And that's the end...."

Silence.

Except for the faraway noises of the different arenas, there was no sound in the surroundings as everyone remained stunned at the rapid change in the scene.

Felix was not someone to waste time so he turned to the referee and called him out.

"I won. Can you end this battle now?"

Breaking out from his daze, the referee nodded absentmindedly and announced the end of the battle.

"T-The battle ends! And the winner is Phantom!"

Suddenly, as if a tsunami flooding a town everyone started to roar out loud, turning the silent place into the noisiest place in the arena.

"What the fuck just happened?"

"How did that guy move like that?"

"Did anyone even see what just happened?"

"Guys, where's the battle technique you talked about?"

The audience was confused but most of them were out of their minds witnessing something they had never seen before.

As everyone remained in a state of clamor, Dufus and the group of men who finally saw their champ end the battle cheered out loud making their voices take over the crowd.

"HE DID IT AGAIN!!"

"ALL GLORY TO Phantom!!"

"Phantom!! Phantom!! Phantom!!"

The resounding cheers of his name picked up momentum and everyone started to repeat after them. MVLeMpYr-unofficial-chapter

"Phantom!"

"Phantom!"

"Phantom!"

Felix stood tall on the stage listening to the cheers of the crowd and felt something deep inside him that made him feel strange.

Was it Excitement? Happiness? Satisfaction?

He didn't know that but it made him feel good.

Shaking his head with a grin on his face, he walked off the stage and entered the underground path deciding that he had enough battles for today.

'Let's go. I'll have to collect the rewards of all the battles and buy some medicines or potions to help me advance.'

He had not forgotten the reason he had come here, to get combat experience including money and resources to make it easier for him to grow.

With a determined face, he left the arena stage planning what had yet to come.