Cherished By Seven Sisters by Melvin Houle

Chapter 508 The Prodigy

Emrys shrugged, expressing helplessness. “I have discussed this issue with my wife. However, she said she would rather fancy a jerk than ever take a liking to you.”

Cillian’s gaze suddenly turned icy, and a surge of murderous intent filled him. “Hmph, we’ll see if I or an extremely cunning and cowardly jerk is tougher!”

As Cillian let out a cold huff, the cloth strip that secured his sharp sword snapped instantly. The hilt of the sword flew out from behind him, and Cillian caught it with practiced ease.

Weapons could significantly enhance the combat prowess of martial artists, especially swords of exceptional quality.

When martial artists infused their internal energy into them, the power they unleashed was undoubtedly greater than the force of their own fists and palms.

The sword in Cillian’s hand was a treasure of the Russell family. It was only after Harvey had expended a great deal of effort that he managed to find a master swordsmith to forge it.

The blade could withstand the infusion of internal energy from a late–phase Venerable Being expert.

Cillian was the prodigy of the Russell family, and the family’s future would eventually rest in his hands. Therefore, without hesitation, Harvey gifted him the cherished heirloom of the family.

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With Cillian’s current cultivation level, his attack power could be compared to the peak of Manifestor when using this sword.

In the crowd, Brian couldn’t wait any longer and shouted, “It should have been brought out a long time ago. Why bother fussing with that kid until now? Cillian, don’t waste any more time and finish him off with one slash of the sword!”

“Tch! What a foolish fantasy! Rys is simply too lazy to make a real effort. If he truly decided to fight, he could wipe out your brother with just a flick of his finger.”

The one speaking was Maximus.

Jipsdale Martial Arts Academy. However, things were different when Emrys accompanied

but he had also secured an excellent seat. Even more coincidentally, he ended

that

retort.

teeth clenched in anger as he spat out, “Don’t get too smug. Once that Lund guy is

“Tch!”

another dismissive response and then proceeded to ignore

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joke. Who does he think Rys is? Does he really believe he would fall at the hands of Cillian? Even if he brought

that moment, Cillian’s expression was solemn and deadly. The brilliant glow of the sword reflected on his face, intensifying the murderous intent in his eyes, making it even

cowardly jerk, are you ready to

into the body of his sword. The dazzling sword light astonishingly

Zing!

It was blindingly bright!

intent reached its peak, and then, like a long–accumulated deluge, it came crashing

Boom!

looked as if a huge

an instant before Emrys, engulfing his figure. It was impossible for others to discern clearly. It was uncertain what had transpired within the radiant sphere of

the prodigy of the Russell

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to the core. Their hearts filled with unending

potential power, the same sword, when wielded by different people, would undoubtedly exhibit varying degrees of

witnessing this move, everyone present began to question themselves. Could they, at the advanced stage of their cultivation, have achieved such an

It’s incredibly challenging!

as a

sly and cowardly scoundrel must have been completely