章節 37: Chapter 37: Sweeping Everything Before One
The youth carrying a heavy hammer was nearly 1.9 meters tall, with a burly figure. After jumping onto the martial arts arena, he excitedly said to Jack Clark in the distance, "Class 19, Marcus Lindsay."
"...Class 3, Jack Clark." Jack Clark also reported his name.
Marcus Lindsay reminded him, "Brother, I practice the senior cultivation method, Chaos Heavy Hammer. If you feel that you can't hold on later, just surrender early, don't get hurt."
With that, Marcus Lindsay grabbed the heavy hammer behind him, which was 2 meters long, thick as an arm, and the head was as big as a washbowl, its surface all dull angles.
"Thank you for the heads-up."
Jack Clark nodded solemnly, not to mention the senior skills, just the opponent's hammer alone probably weighed near a hundred kilograms, anyone who could use such a heavy weapon was naturally strong.
With a clanging sound, Jack Clark drew his 2 meters long straight blade.
First Layer Heaven Limit strength only gave him a basic advantage, but a battle's victory was not about comparing the size of strength but also combat consciousness and the enhancement of cultivation methods.
Kill!
Marcus Lindsay's robust Qi Blood burst forth like an enraged bear charging at Jack Clark, the immense hammer head generating a shrill whistling as it swung, impressively commanding.
Jack Clark took a deep breath as the Dragon Elephant Power coursed through his body, his muscles swelling in an instant, giving off an aura of furious power as he advanced rather than retreated.
Jack Clark burst forth at an even greater speed, countering attack with attack, his hands clutching the sword as he slashed down.
Clang!
In mid-air, the moment the blade met the hammer, sparks flew along with a piercing collision sound, followed by a powerful rebound that pained Jack Clark's wrists.
On the other side, Marcus Lindsay didn't fare any better, retreating one step back just like Jack Clark from the rebound force.
After one clash, they seemed evenly matched, but the confident Marcus Lindsay's expression turned grave.
Because heavy weapons naturally held a strength advantage, along with the inertia from swinging and the Kinetic Blessing from his charge, it was enough to unleash an impact far exceeding the limit.
In such circumstances, the fact that his opponent was able to match him with a sword alone meant Jack Clark's pure strength surpassed his own but... wasn't that even better?
Marcus Lindsay's blood boiled with excitement, "Such strong strength, let's continue."
With that, he operated his cultivation method within his body, transferring an even more powerful strength into his arms. Swinging the hammer that weighed over a hundred kilograms with his waist as the pivot, he hammered out once more.
This strike, carrying the force's inertia, was not only stronger but also faster, emitting a piercing screech as a phantom image appeared above Jack Clark's head in an instant.
But this time, Jack Clark did not choose to take the hit head-on; his figure flickered and vanished from the spot.
Boom!
The heavy hammer, carrying over a thousand kilograms of force, smashed into the martial arts arena, instantly shattering the solid stone slab beneath it, and countless tiny fragments sprayed in all directions.
Clang!
Jack Clark appeared at Marcus Lindsay's side, swinging his sword horizontally, but it was deflected by the hammer's handle.
But Marcus Lindsay's face changed instantly because, at the moment he blocked the sword, Jack Clark dragged his blade in a reverse grip, the sharp edge sliding towards his palm along the hammer handle.
The sudden change caused Marcus Lindsay to let go of his grip in fright, but as he turned to retreat and dodge the direct sword's range, he kicked the middle of the hammer's handle.
Under the force of the powerful blow, the loosened hammer handle swept horizontally with a pivot on the hammer head, hoping to push Jack Clark back and regain the offensive. However, Jack Clark chose to overpower it with a decisive downward cut.
With a clang and sparks flying, the corner of Jack Clark's mouth lifted slightly.
You've lost.
Thump! With the ground trembling beneath his feet, Jack Clark charged forward, the straight blade in his hands piercing through the air, its light flashing and appearing at Marcus Lindsay's chest three meters away in an instant.
Looking at the sword tip that suddenly stopped at his chest, Marcus Lindsay was still a bit slow to react.
Jack Clark slowly retracted his sword, smiling as he said, "Thanks for letting me win."
"So powerful." Marcus Lindsay let out a breath slowly and conceded defeat gracefully, picked up his heavy hammer, and jumped off the martial arts arena without hesitation.
"No.49 arena, the student Jack Clark wins. Do you need to rest?"
"Yes."
This time, Jack Clark chose not to continue with consecutive matches. He stood holding his sword, calming the boiling Qi Blood within him while reflecting on the gains from the battle just fought.
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Marcus Lindsay was actually very strong, and when he wielded heavy weapons, his frontal strength was even comparable to his.
Unfortunately, in the first match, he encountered Jack Clark whose power explosion was equal, reaction speed faster, and overall strength greater.
And as soon as he made his move, Jack Clark disrupted his rhythm with a forceful counter.
Otherwise, once Marcus Lindsay got swinging his heavy hammer, building up momentum with inertia and hammer techniques, even Jack Clark would have needed more than ten moves to defeat him.
After a brief rest, Jack Clark began his third match.
His opponent was a bespectacled youth whose strength... was directly overwhelmed by Jack Clark's overbearing slash that sent the weapon flying, scaring him into hastily conceding defeat.
Then the fourth match began, with the opponent being a cute girl wearing pretty hair accessories, her weapon a 1.5 meters long thin sword.
And then... with just three swift cuts as fast as lightning, the cute girl was hacked to tears by Jack Clark's fiercely aggressive aura.
The female student sobbed 'no more fighting', threw down her sword, and jumped off the Martial Arts Arena, leaving Jack Clark feeling somewhat embarrassed, wondering if he had been too heavy-handed?
Then came the fifth match, against a student who had just achieved Foundation Establishment within the last month, barely stepping into the First Layer Heaven; Jack Clark cut down the person along with their weapon, sending them flying several meters away.
Such an overbearing slash frightened the male student into quickly admitting defeat.
It wasn't until the sixth match that the opponent was slightly stronger.
This time it was another female student, who stepped up to the stage with arrogance, acting as if everyone owed her tens of thousands of dollars, wielding the same weapon as Jack Clark.
The girl didn't waste words, as if Jack Clark wasn't worthy to know her name. Her figure flashed and with an afterimage, she instantly appeared at Jack Clark's side.
So fast! This speed had already exceeded the First Layer Heaven level, causing even Jack Clark to be mildly surprised.
Clang!
Jack Clark blocked the cut from the left with his sword, and sparks flew when the two swords met.
But the female student's face soon changed, as she was repelled by the Furious Power transmitted through the swords.
In the First Layer Heaven, the special characteristic of True Martial Arts is the primary focus on strength. This results in double the powerful and frenzied strength, average agility and speed, and a strategy that relies on overpowering the opponent.
When the special characteristic of Cultivation Methods emphasizes agility, the speed outbursts far exceed those of the same level and the movements are nimble, but the strength can't match that of strength-type cultivators.
As for Crystal Lewis, who specializes in sword skills, her moves are sharp and strong, intricate and clever, but her strength and speed are significantly more modest.
Overall, each has its strengths.
Like the girl before him, she practiced a Cultivation Method that focused on agility, with a shockingly fast speed outburst.
As she retreated, her figure traced a bizarre angle, appearing like a wraith at Jack Clark's right side, once again slashing towards his lower body.
Clang, clang, clang!!
Jack Clark stood firm as a mountain, his gaze sharp, accurately blocking every surrounding afterimage and each bizarre slash while sparks scattered with each clash.
But after a dozen or so exchanges, the girl suddenly burst back and appeared five meters away, her arm holding the long knife trembling, and blood was oozing from her palm.
Although her speed was fast and her movements ghostlike, her strength was far inferior to Jack Clark's.
Every time their swords met, she felt an overbearing force that numbed her arm and pained her hand, and it only took ten cuts to injure her.
Jack Clark exhaled and smiled faintly, "You have been generous."
Hmph! The female student gave Jack Clark a deep look and turned, hopping off the Martial Arts Arena with a snort.
"No.49 arena, student Jack Clark is the victor. You have completed the required number of matches, please step down from the Martial Arts Arena to rest and wait for the results."
Knowing for certain he would advance, Jack Clark stepped down from the Martial Arts Arena with a smile, sheathing his sword.
Having dealt with six opponents in a row, all with decisive victories, Jack Clark's performance caught the attention of some teachers on the main stage.
Lori Parma even uttered a soft "huh" of surprise.
He recalled that this student named Jack Clark had established his Foundation half a month ago and practiced a particularly special Sword Skill called Heart's Eye Bright Knife, which focused on explosive power, and the unique Cultivation Method, Dragon Elephant Power.
But the combat strength he displayed today seemed a bit too strong, overpowering even two 'geniuses' who had practiced Senior Cultivation Methods.
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