Chapter 88: Chapter 88: The New Secret Technique

Even in his uncontrolled state, Wack Wells remained worthy of his mastery in Dener Swordsmanship. His sword techniques were exquisite, with each move refined through countless trials, carrying immense power.

However, Aiven, who was agilely dodging, quickly spotted an opportunity.

No matter how powerful a knight is, if they lose the rational mind for coordination, their moves will inevitably become rigid and sluggish, revealing flaws!

After a brief entanglement, Aiven had a clear understanding.

Clang–

The two swords clashed head-on for the first time.

Utilizing Wack’s unclear mind and the tendency to overexert his moves without retracting, Aiven borrowed force to leap back.

As if a light leaf boat skimming over the water, he swiftly distanced himself by more than ten meters, creating a wide gap between the two.

Boom–

Wack’s heavy sword swing was cleverly evaded by Aiven, causing him to stumble and crash heavily onto the ground!

“So terrifying, that Wack is like a mad beast, eager to tear his opponent to shreds.”

“Isn’t this knight also no match for that maniac?”

The audience, obviously swayed by appearances, had long forgotten the tragic display Wack put on at the gate earlier, dividing into camps automatically.

“It’s not safe here either. Shouldn’t we run away early? What if the knight can’t hold him back and he rushes into the crowd to slaughter at will?”

“Why hasn’t the Academy Guard arrived yet?!”

The gathered crowd was bustling, the situation somewhat spiraling out of control, while the academy students remained composed. The onlooking citizens were beginning to look around anxiously.

After all, Aiven being dominantly suppressed by Wack earlier certainly didn’t inspire confidence among spectators.

“Hey, could that crazy guy be rabid? Isn’t this disease supposed to be contagious?”

Someone among the onlookers suddenly asked, creating a ripple of panic! Unacquainted with the Extraordinary World, the citizens were not scared of supernatural chaos, but rather the term “rabies” frightened many into leaving.

“Run for it…!”

Yet, this was just right; without ordinary people watching, many of Aiven’s techniques were no longer restricted.

Quickly, the Navy Academy students spontaneously organized to maintain order, preventing ordinary people from getting too close. As military school students, they had the discipline.

Yet, Wack Wells’s ferocity still intimidated people.

Some formally enrolled knight trainees wished their heads could sink into the ground, afraid of being noticed and pushed forward.

Among them was Aiven’s roommate, Krell.

Kidding! Most were just starting in the Knight Tier, aware of their own capabilities. Fighting such a monster who gains a massive physical boost after losing control would mean being torn to pieces within moments!

“Can’t see me, can’t see me!” This was the mindset of most official knights.

Others saw Aiven as merely fleeing in disorder, yet only they knew the skill needed to remain unscathed while disengaging from such uncontrolled monsters!

“The Royal Navy Academy truly gathers the kingdom’s elite!”

Krell felt this intensely; it was astonishing that his seemingly gentle roommate possessed such strength.

Yet, despite their admiration, none believed Aiven could handle the uncontrolled “beast” alone. At best, he might stall Wack until the strong members of the Academy Guard arrived!

On the tower.

Seeing Wack’s uncontrolled level deepen due to relentless failed attacks, the mist around him almost forming a blood-red blaze, Second Princess Liweina clenched her fists.

Even with the finest inheritance, personally tutored to Sword Saint level by her grandfather and abundantly supplied with top-quality resources, reaching late-stage knight at twenty-eight, and wholly achieving physical violence transformation–

Even now, she was not entirely confident of subduing Wack without a scratch. Could that slightly immature-looking youth manage it?

Noting Liweina’s concern, the principal turned to comfort her: “If things get out of hand, I’ll intervene directly. No towering tree grows in a greenhouse. If he truly is promising, why not give him the academy gate as a stage?

Don’t forget the founding purpose of the Royal Navy Academy. The future will rely on these young people to uphold the kingdom’s land, Your Highness!”

Hearing the old principal’s words, Liweina immediately felt relieved.

Though the elderly knight near her might be weaker than herself, the hidden power within his seemingly frail frame was so mysterious and strong…

Different thoughts lingered among the spectators, and the horn of Aiven’s counterattack had already sounded.

Hoo–

Breathing slowly adjusted, the bones, muscles, fascial tissues, and even nervous system throughout Aiven’s body aligned anew, with extraordinary power surging as a formal knight’s strength roared.

Aiven held the sword with both hands, his toes touching the ground.

Snap–

A circle of air exploded!

Aiven lunged forward low, as if diving from a deck, with powerful legs swiftly swinging, a unique force technique nearly creating air bursts under him.

Every step seemed to leap across the wave crest, like a mythical hydra lizard capable of running across water surfaces in distant memories…

Yet, such an explosively ugly running style made Aiven’s speed accelerate like a rocket, with a whirlwind forming behind that couldn’t catch up.

The second Secret Swordsmanship of “White Sail Swordsmanship”:

“Sword Style: Jumping Wave!”

Among the three Secret Swordsmanship styles of White Sail Swordsmanship, the most basic “Floating Boat” could be performed by apprentice knights if mastered.

The latter styles “Jumping Wave” and “Wind Scissors” demanded great prerequisites of swordsmanship and physique, as well as sufficient insight!

Aiven, after completing the extraordinary transformation, had the physical foundation for “Sword Style: Jumping Wave”, yet his vision and experience limited its full execution.

Until one day, observing the “Rose Sword Saint’s” supreme technique provided the crucial insight for mastering and integrating it in recent days, becoming today’s final killing move!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Others observing superior demonstrations might only grasp a limited amount, and memorized techniques would fade over time.

Yet, Aiven’s “Data Visualization” inherently included recording storage capabilities, along with variant functionalities such as data quantification, microscopic discernment, and body monitoring.

Particularly after activating spiritual power on the dual paths of knight and wizard, the storage feature was extraordinarily potent. He could repeatedly study the recorded imagery until fully internalized.

This moment.

Encased in fierce winds, Aiven seemed to grow dual wind wings, amplifying his agility to its utmost!

With Aiven creating such a stir, Wack naturally refused to be outdone, roaring as the blood-red blaze erupted massively, akin to a red meteor shooting towards Aiven.

The immense power shattered the air, producing a piercing rumble!