Dungeon of Pride, Laplace

The floor would crack wherever he stepped from the sheer force applied by his feet onto the ground powerful enough to leave afterimages behind.

"Shit" Eleven immediately shifted his bow towards the boy and shot consecutively. Each of the mana arrows that he shot, was highly compressed and could easily turn a boulder into fine granules.

Nonetheless, none of them managed to even touch the hem of the little boy's clothes.

"Flame Magic Mastery- [Flame Imbuement], [One Sword], [Piercing Enhancement]" Eleven heard the silent mumbling of the young boy who had appeared behind him like a ghost. His rapier which was almost as tall as him, had at this moment, turned a glaring crimson.

Denzel used his vast speed and mastery over the sword, to deliver a swift attack that even his enemy would have difficulty avoiding at this range.

It was just like he predicted, instead of running, Eleven used his abilities to counter the sword. A blue light condensed into an arrow and immediately set forth to clash with the tip of the rapier.

RUMBLE… a loud rumbling noise reverberated across the surroundings and pushed the two of them back.

ZzzSssTttt... Eleven stabilised his footing and pulled on the bowstring again which had sparks of electricity latched onto it. The arrow that he had shot previously, was also imbued with his mastery over Lightning magic.

Hoping to see some effect on his enemy, his eyes glanced over at the boy who had nimbly deflected the force from their clash by performing a few summersaults while in the air. Not even the edge of his clothes was harmed by the attack.

Whereas he on the other hand, was forced to take a couple of steps back and even his mana was slightly contaminated by the flame magic the boy had used. If one was a high levelled master, they could see the difference between their skills from that clash alone.

Grinding his teeth at this unexpected loss that he suffered, Eleven conjured one more Lightning arrow but this time he had also applied multiple of his skills onto it.

The dreadful aura around the arrow went up a notch and there was even a faint roaring sound like that of a wild beast coming from the arrow.

"Little boy don't think you can run wild just because you have some attainment at your age. Since you all are unwilling to answer, I have no choice but forcefully open your mouth" Elven barked and shot his arrow at the boy whose gaze was a little hollow.

"Feel the attack, sharpen your senses, empty your mind [One Sword]" Denzel muttered in a trance unaware of the impending arrow that was the size of a snake targeting him.

The arrow which to Simon's surprise had taken the shape of an animate snake was just about to hit the boy when the scene that happened next, broke every misconception he had about the boy like a glass.

Stretching his left arm that held the rapier, Denzel brought it towards the snake. The moment the sword that contained no power connected with the arrow, instead of all the condensed power inside the arow erupting out creating a huge shockwave, it latched on to the sword.

The boy simply flailed his rapier and deflected the attack as if it was nothing.

BOOMM…

The lightning arrow charge toward the distant mountain and created a huge trench, rocking the place for a few seconds. Cracks spread around the steep mountain wall and rocks fell down from above.

The lightning attack just now could be said to be ten times more powerful than any other lightning arrow the white-robed man had used earlier; nevertheless, the boy deflected the attack effortlessly.

Simon had to; No, he was forced to admit that when it came to attainment on the sword, he was lagging far behind the boy. At the same time, this moment also served as a wake-up call of some sort telling him who was overly reliant on his stats and magic to also train his sword skills. Or else, the scene that had just unfolded, would also happen to him if he met a truly strong person in the future.

Knowing the areas he had to work on, Simon intensely observed the boy's battle with the masked man.

After deflecting the attack of his opponent, Denzel flashed a cheeky smile.

"It appears I'm still far away from the state of being [One with the Sword] teacher was talking about. I need to concentrate all of my being just for that moment".

His mumblings was only heard by him. Straightening his sword once again, he looked at the flabbergasted expression of his enemy and felt delight welling up within him.

"This is fun… let's fight more" Flame Magic Master- [Flame Imbuement], [Super Enhanced Agility], [Precise Senses], [Piercing Enchancemnt], [Cut Enhancement], [Super Enhanced Magic], [One Sword].

Denzel activated all of his skills at once and steam started coming out of his body. His fair skin had turned a shade of red and brilliant light mix of crimson and gold radiated from his rapier.

STEP… the moment he stepped forward, the grass near his foot, was burnt into ashes and his entire figure disappeared at this moment.

Eleven was jolted awake by the implausible scene that was occurring in front of his eyes one after the other. Before he could even recover from the shock he had received earlier, his instincts that he had honed after numerous battles, started acting up.

The moment he saw the boy disappear from his line of sight, he hurriedly used all of his escape skills and increased his agility to duck to his right.

CHIII… Immediately, the moment he stepped aside a crimson rapier stabbed at the place he was just a fraction of a second ago. The air around the sword was distorted, indicative of how high the temperature around the sword was.

Simon gaped at the boy's mastery over flame magic. His attainment was not any less than his and was on the verge of breaking through to the Advanced stage.

The stab was just the start, the speed of the boy even without the augmentation of Wind or electro magic was so fast, that the Lightning magic user Eleven, was having a hard time dodging it.

Although the rare class he got after the class change was categorised as an Assassin class, his defence was weaker than all his other stats due to his high magic and agility. But even the agility he was so proud of, was slowly being encroached upon and trampled by a young boy less than 16 years of age.

The tip of the battle as time went on, started favouring the boy as his attacks were finally starting to connect with his enemy inducing screams of agony.

Simon who found no need to interject in this battle, silently observed the fight between the two. If he was asked, how the battle looked from his point of view, he would say that it was incredibly one-sided and the strength and weaknesses of each parties were coming out at this moment.

On one hand, was the masked guy whose class might have been that of an assassin but the way he fought was like that of a mage and on the other was this highly trained and meticulous boy whose every movement was polished so that he did not have even a single wasted second.

Simon did not know what the level of the boy was, since he couldn't use [Analysis] against him, nonetheless, even if he wasn't level 400, his skills and attainment over sword made up for it.

Additionally, Simon instinctively felt that the boy was holding back a lot of his power.

"[Flame Light]" mumbling something once again, the boy charged towards his opponent once again and hacked at him dozens of times. This time, instead of simply piercing, the flames imbued on the rapier took on the form of the rapier that charged towards their target.

Eleven was panting desperately to dodge the attacks that left him with no time to counterattack. His clothes were burned and his skin was singed all around, looking at his appearance, it was obvious that he had suffered quite a lot of injury.

At this moment, he was cursing the heavens for making this annoying kid his opponent. Utilising his class-specific skill [Night Step] to dodge yet another stab from that rapier when suddenly, there were nine more crimson rapiers headed towards him.

Gawking at this kid for stepping up his game yet again, he used all of his skills in a desperate effort to dodge the attacks.

STAB…  However, unlike the previous times the rapiers this time were not following the command of their user and were just like speeding bullets intending to take the life of their target.

Elven was unable to dodge all of the rapiers in time, two sword projections managed to pierce his abdomen and leg. That was not all, each of these sword projections were created through the high concentration of Flame magic, thus his insides were burned quite badly.

Eleven unable to maintain his centre of gravity, fell hard on the floor, blood continuously seeping out of his wounds.

"FUCK… I'll kill you brat" Eleven shouted and attempted something in his rage that he would have otherwise never done it.

Pouring all of his mana into the bow in his hand, he overloaded the core stone inside to create a lethal attack that would destroy the weapon along with its target.

The mana in a fifty-meter area around them started convulsing and trembling before gathering towards the bow. The mana being released out, was so potent that even the air took on a bluish hue.

RUMBLE… space distorted severely when the lightning arrow started forming, even Simon who was standing around in the distance, felt the severity of the situation.