Dimensional Descent

It was no wonder the crowd was stunned. [Meteoric Impact] was a Tier 7 technique, just learning it in the first place was something only blue belts with months of training could accomplish. It was one of the most powerful and devastating techniques Valiant Heart had access to, period.

But, to not only use it, but to use it with such a precise delay and such fine control left those who wielded spears feeling at a loss.

They had all seen it clearly. The spear and katana came into contact first. They even had time to see Leonel balance the tip of his spear on the katana's blade edge. Only then did [Meteoric Impact] activate.

But, wasn't this technique supposed to rely on momentum, speed and explosiveness? How could you accomplish all those things if you took a pause?

Leonel walked forward, the heat on his body leaving Jeren's body a blistering red. It was as though his presence alone just might burn the latter to ash, leaving him drifting in the wind no differently from Nigmir.

BANG!

A scorching foot was left imprinted onto Jeren's chest as he soared out of the arena. He twitched and writhed, his situation being even worse than Dune before.

Leonel raised his spear, pointing toward the remaining ten Bear Rose members.

"I don't need ten minutes. Hurry up and get up here, or else I'll come down to you."

Space continued to bend and quake. Fine black lines rained down, making the knees of all those in Leonel's presence bend. Maybe the only one who seemed completely unaffected was Aina herself. But, somewhat ironically, it was because of her such a thing was happening to begin with.

Leonel hadn't planned on unleashing his wrath in this way. But, at this moment, if he didn't vent he felt like he really might implode.

BANG!

wait

platform, tearing a path toward the

would actually choose to do such a thing. Even the elders were at a loss to deal with what was happening right now. But, they were also well

for forcefully throwing two white belts onto the stage, was the exact moment

so-called rules were nothing more than a thin

Rose weren't left with any choice. They all shot forward, feeling the pressure Leonel placed on their shoulders. It felt as though a beast had

pressed by four attacks. But, his

had split into four people, each wielding the very same spear and sending

and deftness that numbed the mind. Even pressed by so many

if there were just no obstacles left before him, no enemies to fight, no looming danger to worry about, would he still have to feel this way? Would

in his hands, a wheel

Leonel was levying against Bear Rose was the likes of which they had never seen from a white belt. It was the kind of anger and pure rage that seethed from the

roared, Bronze Runes flickering to life

his feet crumbled, sinking down into a crater

boulder had just smashed down on

effect abilities shouldn't be so strong in the hands of a Third

Illusory wings spread from his back, radiating out white and deep golds that was almost blinding to

a chest. Before the Bear Rose member could even react to the bloody hole

a claw, grabbing onto the shoulder of a