ONLINE: Blades of Eternity - Chapter 83

Chapter 83: THE BATTLE OF SWORD AND SPEAR

“Damn, Kaelen is about to face Aldous”

“Do you know how this Aldous fight? I was to concentrated in Kaelen previous fights that I didn’t notice him”

“Yeah I did, as you can already see, his weapon is that halberd he is holding over there and he has already acquired Spear Union”

“What!!?”

“Yes I can confirm that. I just also acquired Spear Union in my training so I can identify if someone else has it.”

“Damn!! Seems like we are in for a good show”

While the spectators began to chatter amongst themselves while Kaelen and Aldous were going up the stage, Sofia overheard what some of them were saying which made her had a worried look on her face as she thought.

‘Will he be able to overcome this obstacles?’

“Are you guys ready?” The referee cooly asked right after Kaelen and Aldous faced each other on the stage.

“Yes!”

“Then let the duel begin!!”

As the referee raised his hand and dropped it sharply to signal the start of the duel, the tension in the coliseum spiked. The air between Kaelen and Aldous shimmered with the pressure of their auras—Kaelen’s Sword Union against Aldous’s Spear Union. Both warriors stood still for a heartbeat, each sizing the other up, and then, without warning, they sprang into motion.

Quick steps!

The Minimal Aura of a Swordsman!!

Intermediary Sword Mastery!!

Aldous lunged first, his halberd cutting through the air with a powerful arc. The sheer force of his strike cracked the ground where Kaelen had been standing moments earlier, but Kaelen’s agility kept him just out of reach. He sidestepped, his sword flashing in retaliation as he aimed for Aldous’s exposed side.

But Aldous was quick. With a twist of his body, he brought the halberd around, deflecting Kaelen’s strike. The clash of metal echoed through the coliseum as their weapons met in mid-air, sparks flying from the impact. The audience gasped as the force of their blows sent a shockwave rippling across the platform.

Kaelen’s expression remained calm, though he could feel the weight of Aldous’s strength pressing against him. He adjusted his stance, pushing back with his sword as he twisted free from the lock and reset his guard. He could see it now—Aldous was powerful, but his moves were slower due to the heft of his weapon. Kaelen’s speed would be his advantage.

Aldous, sensing Kaelen’s strategy, grinned and took a step back. With a sharp thrust of his halberd, he created distance, then twirled it with a flourish, gathering momentum. A shimmering golden light began to wrap around the halberd, radiating a powerful aura that seemed to make the very air tremble. Aldous’s Spear Union was coming into full effect.

Kaelen narrowed his eyes, his heart pounding as he activated his own Sword Union. His blade began to hum with a soft, blue light, responding to his will. He felt its power coursing through his veins, sharpening his senses and heightening his instincts. He knew this would be a battle of precision and timing—one misstep could be his undoing.

Aldous charged again, this time faster and more aggressive. His halberd swung down like a falling meteor, aimed directly at Kaelen’s chest. Kaelen darted to the side just in time, but Aldous anticipated the move. He twisted his halberd, bringing the blunt end around for a vicious strike. Kaelen barely managed to block it with his sword, the impact reverberating through his arms and making him grit his teeth.

Kaelen danced back, his breathing steady but his muscles taut with focus. Aldous was relentless. The halberd seemed to strike from every angle at once—up, down, sideways—all with deadly accuracy. Kaelen deflected each blow, though with growing difficulty. He couldn’t keep up with Aldous’s sheer power forever. He needed an opening.

‘This can’t go on forever if not I will lose’ Kaelen thought grimly as he desperately tried to find an tiniest bit of an opening.

And then, in the middle of Aldous’s onslaught, it came.

Aldous overextended his reach with a downward slash, the weight of his weapon throwing him slightly off balance. Kaelen seized the opportunity. With a burst of speed, he surged forward, his sword slashing upward in a brilliant arc. Aldous barely managed to twist his body, avoiding a direct hit, but Kaelen’s blade grazed his shoulder, drawing blood.

The crowd roared as the two combatants reset, both breathing heavily now. Kaelen’s mind raced. Aldous was stronger, but he was wearing down. His attacks were becoming more predictable, the gaps in his defense larger. Kaelen would have to outlast him, but it wouldn’t be easy.

With a deep breath, Kaelen centered himself and took a defensive stance. He let Aldous come to him this time, waiting for the right moment. Aldous, with a growl of frustration, threw himself into another assault, the halberd glowing brighter as he channeled more of his Spear Union into it. The attacks were wild now, fueled by his desperation to end the fight.

Kaelen’s eyes flashed. This was his chance.

Aldous swung his halberd in a massive arc, aiming to cleave Kaelen in half. But Kaelen was ready. With a quick step forward, he ducked under the swing, moving closer to Aldous. His sword shimmered with the energy of his Sword Union as he thrust it upward in a precise, controlled strike.

The blade pierced through Aldous’s defenses, cutting into his armor and drawing a deep gash across his chest. Aldous staggered back, his eyes wide with shock. He tried to steady himself, but his knees buckled, and he fell to the ground, gasping for breath.

Kaelen stood over him, his sword lowered but still glowing with energy. He was breathing hard, his body aching from the strain of the battle, but his eyes were sharp and focused. He had won, not through brute force, but through sheer determination and skill. Aldous looked up at him with a mix of respect and disbelief before slumping back in defeat.

The referee stepped forward, raising his hand to declare Kaelen the victor. The coliseum erupted into applause, the sound almost deafening as Kaelen stood tall. He glanced around at the cheering crowd, but his mind was elsewhere—he knew this was only the beginning.

…..

Julian leaned against the railing of the participants’ area, arms crossed, his sharp eyes tracking every movement in Kaelen’s battle against Aldous. At first, he had observed with mild curiosity, expecting another typical duel—raw strength, elemental magic, the usual tricks. But then Kaelen activated his Sword Union, and Julian’s demeanor shifted.

His brows furrowed in slight surprise as Kaelen’s blade began to hum with energy, the soft blue light enveloping it a clear sign of mastery. “Sword Union…?” Julian muttered under his breath, his eyes narrowing. He hadn’t expected that from Kaelen. The boy had shown promise in earlier rounds, sure, but the finesse and discipline required to wield Sword Union effectively—this was on a different level.

As Kaelen’s strikes grew sharper, his footwork more fluid, Julian’s surprise deepened. He watched as Kaelen danced around Aldous’s powerful, albeit sluggish, halberd strikes, deflecting each with calculated precision. The way Kaelen seemed to anticipate Aldous’s moves, capitalizing on every mistake—it wasn’t just raw talent, it was practiced, refined skill.

Julian found himself leaning forward slightly, his eyes glinting with intrigue. “Interesting…” he murmured, a small, crooked smile playing at his lips. He had underestimated Kaelen, no doubt about it. The other participants had been more straightforward in their approach to battle, relying heavily on brute force or singular magical techniques. But Kaelen was different—he fought with both mind and blade, blending magic and swordsmanship into something far more dangerous.

As Kaelen landed that final blow, bringing Aldous to his knees, Julian’s smile widened. This was the kind of opponent that could turn a tournament on its head. He could see it now—the raw determination in Kaelen’s eyes, the unyielding resolve that had driven him to victory despite the odds. Julian recognized that fire.

“Well, well,” Julian muttered to himself as the crowd erupted in cheers for Kaelen’s victory. “This tournament just got a lot more interesting.”

He pushed away from the railing, the wheels in his mind already turning. Kaelen was clearly someone to watch, and perhaps—if things played out as they might—a potential rival worth testing his own strength against. For now, though, Julian settled back into his seat, the smile still lingering on his face, a quiet excitement brewing within him for the battles yet to come.

But neither him nor Kaelen knew that the military prodigy who just got into the coliseum from above with someone else has a nasty look on his face as he thought.

‘He has actually mastered Sword Union!? Looks like I greatly underestimated Pace Setter’s Academy’

But both him and the other person beside him that just as the final clang of steel echoed through the coliseum and Aldous fell to his knees in defeat, the atmosphere in the VIP lounge shifted. The crowd’s cheers outside grew louder, yet inside, there was a sense of quiet tension among the pillars of the Pacesetters Academy.

Carmilia, the Ice Queen, arched a brow at Kaelen’s victory, her frosty gaze settling on the arena below. Vlahiç, the Fleeting Spear, leaned forward slightly, the corners of his lips curling into a faint smirk. Even General Cao’s eyes gleamed with a rare hint of approval.It was in that moment, just as Kaelen stepped back, breathing heavily but victorious, that the air in the VIP lounge seemed to shimmer and warp. A subtle wave of power coursed through the room, causing everyone present to stiffen slightly.

Then, with an almost imperceptible ripple of space, the Vice Chancellor appeared.Clad in his distinctive robes that were both regal and battle-worn, the Vice Chancellor’s entrance commanded immediate respect. His presence seemed to fill the entire lounge, dwarfing even the towering figures of the Academy’s pillars. His face was as calm as ever, though a keen observer might notice the faintest glint of interest in his eyes as they flickered toward the arena below.