Roa's proficiency in the Absolute Blade Arts is naturally far inferior to Greyworth's.
The result is self-evident.
Two bolts of lightning collide, deep purple lightning piercing through the purple lightning. The knight's sword emits a tremendous sound at the moment of collision, and the aura energy distorts and intertwines. Perhaps due to the Sun Breathing technique, the aura energy around Roa transforms into a dazzling red.
The pitch-black aura intertwines with the scorching crimson aura, and the two powerful energies directly shatter everything around them.
The ground cracks continuously, and the surrounding trees are shattered in an instant.
At the moment the two knight swords collide, Roa knows he has already lost.
After a moment of stalemate, Roa retreats first, his right hand gripping the sword hilt feeling somewhat numb.
Greyworth looks at Roa with a faint smile, and just as Roa is about to say something, in the next moment, Greyworth's figure disappears.
A violent sword intent soars into the sky, crushing towards Roa's position. The purple lightning flashes by, and in the blink of an eye, Greyworth reappears in front of Roa.
Greyworth's speed is certainly not slow; she can be considered a master even among sword kings. Even if Roa can react, he cannot use all his strength, so he can only hurriedly block.
This time, he doesn't even have time to use the Absolute Blade Arts. The two knight swords collide again, and this time, Roa's figure is directly blasted backward. Greyworth's force is not particularly great, but it is just this slight force that can suppress Roa in a head-on clash.
The Transparent World opens, and Roa's senses become sharper, and his thoughts begin to accelerate.
The Golden Eye also lights up in this moment, and the aura around him begins to grow increasingly violent.
Roa raises his gaze and says to Greyworth, "Being pressed and beaten by an old woman is not a pleasant experience, so let's continue."
Greyworth's voice comes, "You're the first to call me an old woman, you know."
Greyworth's movements show no signs of stopping; each strike is made with full effort, but the sword techniques used are all named Purple Lightning.
After all, Greyworth is not here to fight Roa; her goal is to help him deeply understand the might and essence of the Absolute Blade Arts.
Ten minutes, half an hour, an hour.
The surroundings have long been completely destroyed, and the original terrain is no longer recognizable, leaving only a bare surface.
When the two bolts of purple lightning collide again, this time, the aura fluctuations are unprecedentedly small.
Intertwined together, the pitch-black aura and the crimson aura dissolve spring snow, ultimately vanishing into nothingness.
Both step back a step, and it is precisely this step that concludes this teaching.
Greyworth disperses her Spirit magic armor, waves her slightly numb right hand, and says somewhat helplessly, "Should I say, as expected of a boy? Your strength is astonishing."
After a brief moment of reflection, Greyworth summarizes for Roa, "Your progress is rapid. Although you have a strong foundation in swordsmanship, this speed of improvement can only be described as terrifying."
In fact, not only in sword techniques but even as a Spirit mage, her talent is shockingly high.
This Spirit mage, known as the "Dusk Witch," has witnessed Roa complete in one night what others would take one or two years to achieve.
Initial communication with wild elves and commanding low-tier elves.
This process cannot be considered simple; even she, who is called the most talented, took nearly two months to accomplish it, while he resolved it in just one night.
This guy is born to be a Spirit mage.
After reflecting on this in her heart, Greyworth begins the next round of training.
Time passes little by little, and Roa steadily improves himself.
Naturally, tonight is another sleepless night.
The next morning, Roa arrives at the dormitory as agreed, preparing to find Claire. However, standing at the entrance of the girls' dormitory, he suddenly realizes that it might not be appropriate to just walk in.
Surrounded by the gazes of girls, the passing girls look at Roa with curious eyes, and when he turns his gaze towards them, they quickly avert their eyes.
In short, Roa feels a bit awkward.
Should he go in or not?
At this moment, a cold voice sounds.
"Roa? What are you doing here?"
Roa looks towards the source of the voice and sees a girl with blue hair.
"Good morning, Ellis."
Meeting a familiar face, Roa naturally greets her.
Ellis is slightly taken aback, nods, and instinctively replies, "Good morning, Roa."
Looking behind her, she thinks for a moment and asks, "Are you going in?"
Roa nods, "I'm looking for someone, that Claire. Do you know where her dormitory is?"
Actually, Roa knows where Claire's dormitory is; he just wants to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings and plans to have Greyworth take him to find Claire.
After hesitating for a moment, Ellis finally sighs and walks towards the dormitory, saying to Roa, "Alright then, follow me."
With Ellis leading the way, Roa easily finds Claire's room.
By this time, it is already late, around nine o'clock. Roa knocks on Claire's door, waits for a moment, but there is still no response. Roa frowns and knocks again.
Inside, Claire's slightly irritable voice comes through.
"Who is it?"
Roa replies expressionlessly, "It's me."
Then there is a sound from inside, like a heavy object falling to the ground. Roa raises an eyebrow and looks at Ellis, who is watching the scene, and says, "She can't still be sleeping, can she?"
Ellis thinks for a moment and then nods, saying to Roa, "Given that guy's personality, she is probably still sleeping."
Claire's flustered voice comes from inside, "Wait a moment."
Then, accompanied by the sound of something like a can hitting the floor, there is a commotion inside. Finally, after ten minutes, Claire opens the door.
Roa curiously looks past Greyworth and sees a room that is hard to look at.
Clothes are strewn everywhere, cans are carelessly tossed about, and the table is cluttered with all sorts of trash.
Roa takes a deep breath; seeing this scene, his spirit is deeply impacted.
Clearly, the other party's living habits are extremely poor.
This is a girl whose messiness surpasses even that of Roxy, lacking discipline and living in a precarious state.
Claire steps forward, trying to block Roa's view with her body, but clearly, her small stature is of no use standing in front of Roa.