Chapter 62: Clash (Part 1)

Roa's mood was terrible at this time.

No matter how he tried to convince himself, educating children was a headache, there was no doubt about that, especially someone like Eris.

In the end, Roa thought about it and gave up on educating her into a well-mannered lady, and not to mention a well-mannered lady, she probably wouldn't even reach the level of a normal middle school student.

Well, you can't ask too much of children.

But just thinking of Rudeus made him angry. This guy was getting more and more lazy. He used to not care, but now he was making his older brother clean up his messes. They had clearly agreed, but he had become a full-time tutor, and the other party had become a freeloader.

Just thinking of the future transfer incident made his head hurt again.

How should he remove this hidden danger?

The Human-God was also a fly, constantly disgusting him.

The key was that he didn't have a way to deal with the Human-God yet.

You see, the Dragon-God, the strongest in this world, couldn't do anything about him.

And he couldn't stay in the Asura Kingdom forever, so was it feasible to let Rudeus protect his family?

He felt that Rudeus's strength was still too weak, mainly because the Human-God was a troublemaker, and who knew what accidents would happen.

He didn't want to return home and see withered trees, dilapidated houses, and news of his family's death.

But relying on himself alone was too weak after all.

Then, he could only develop his own power, or leave a life-saving trump card for his parents and sister.

Roa's mind was working quickly. After figuring out the cause and effect, he began to think about where to start.

Unknowingly, he had already arrived at the Greyrat family's dedicated training ground. Actually, the training ground was just a relatively open grassland, with some training scarecrows and tools placed around it.

Next to it stood a rack with various wooden swords of the same size placed on it.

When Roa arrived, Ghislaine was holding the wide wooden sword and standing aside, exuding a cold aura.

Roa greeted Ghislaine, walking forward and saying, "Ghislaine, good morning."

Ghislaine nodded, responding to the boy, "Mm."

Roa looked behind him. He didn't know where those two guys had run off to. They hadn't come back yet.

After waiting for a while, just as Roa was getting a little impatient, Rudeus staggered and ran to Roa, followed by the aggressive Eris.

Rudeus hugged Roa's leg and shouted, "Roa, quickly take care of Eris."

Roa frowned, disgustedly slapping Rudeus's claws away and turning his gaze to Eris.

The originally aggressive Eris was slightly stunned when she saw Ghislaine and Roa, and instantly calmed down a lot, but still looked at Rudeus with some hostility.

Stopping the conflict between the two, Rudeus cast a healing spell on himself, and the swelling on his face subsided a lot, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

But his gaze was still somewhat unfriendly.

At this time, Ghislaine spoke appropriately, "Then, let's start training. Roa, you spar with me first, let me see your strength."

Roa nodded, walked to the rack, and selected a wooden sword that felt comfortable in his hand.

In fact, most of the wooden swords were the same shape. This wooden sword was also like that, with a narrow Sword and a clear curve at the front. After swinging it a few times, feeling the weight of the wooden sword in his hand, Roa turned his gaze to Ghislaine and asked, "Ghislaine, are we just using swordsmanship?"

Ghislaine nodded, saying lightly, "Just use sword skills. Let me see what level your swordsmanship has reached."

The previously somewhat disapproving Rudeus and Eris now closed their mouths, staring at the two without blinking.

Eris was very curious about Roa's strength, and what level she had to reach to be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with or even surpass him.

Rudeus was purely watching the fun.

Roa walked a distance away, about thirty steps, which was about a hundred meters. Both of them were outstanding people, and this distance could be crossed in one or two breaths.

Roa took a deep breath, and magic began to flow.

Roa was still shorter than the other party, not only in height, but also in physical fitness, which was crushed by the other party in all aspects.

To make up for this gap, relying on magic was almost inevitable. Although the other party said it was just a swordsmanship competition, Roa still wanted to see how much the gap between him and the other party was with the use of magic.

Magic surged through his body like a tide. With every breath he exhaled, his blood was boiling. A large amount of oxygen was inhaled into his lungs, and his whole body seemed to be on fire.

Then everyone saw this bizarre scene.

Originally only 1.65 meters tall, Roa became 1.8 meters tall, literally growing a head taller. Roa slightly moved his body, and his bones made cracking sounds. At this time, Roa's muscles were as strong as Ghislaine's, but the key was that his delicate shota face hadn't changed, giving off a strong sense of incongruity.

Eris widened her eyes at this time, looking at Roa in disbelief.

She grabbed Rudeus's arm with some surprise and asked curiously, "Your brother, really…"

Rudeus nodded, and said with some emotion, "Very bizarre."

"So handsome."

Two voices sounded, and their eyes met. Rudeus looked at Eris strangely, while Eris stared at Roa's muscles with stars in her eyes.

Ghislaine was also looking at Roa with considerable surprise. Her keen intuition told Ghislaine that the other party's threat had increased several levels in an instant.

"A secret technique to strengthen oneself?" A look of excitement flashed in Ghislaine's beast-like eyes. She was a battle maniac, and half of her strength came from fighting in a sea of blood.

"Then, Ghislaine, I'm coming." Roa's still somewhat childish voice came from a distance.

Ghislaine held her sword horizontally in front of her. Because it was a competition, she didn't have her huge broadsword, but instead used this slender wooden sword.

However, for Ghislaine, who was a Sword King, these were all unimportant matters.

Roa took a step forward with his right foot, held the sword hilt with his right hand, and placed the sword horizontally at his waist.

The sword-drawing stance of the Sword God Style, this was Roa's favorite starting stance.

The attack was swift, fast, and powerful enough. The only drawback was that it required charging, but charging at this distance was enough.