Amber Sword-Chapter 849 - 157: Whose Swordsmanship

At this moment, Brand really wanted to use White Crow Swordsmanship to prove himself, but he felt powerless. He couldn’t help but feel a wave of helplessness in his heart—the Gray Sword Saint Mephisto was terrifying as ever, each sword strike tightened his defenses, leaving him no room to counterattack.

Not to mention performing White Crow Swordsmanship, Brand thought if he made even one extra move, he would probably be killed immediately by the opponent. Although Mephisto was determined to capture him alive, swordsmanship duels are no laughing matter.

Because both sides accounted for the other exerting their full force, if one side were even slightly careless they could be mistakenly killed by the other, such a scenario is not within Mephisto’s expectations.

After all, who would imagine that opponents willing to risk their lives would joke about their own death?

The Gray Sword Saint calculated that Brand must exert full force against each of his strikes to withstand them, because only in this way could he limit the young man’s movements, and this is indeed the case, Brand has already surprised Mephisto.

He is now certain this young man is a genius, and not just an ordinary one.

Not that he is conceited, he has never seen a young man pass three moves against him. Not to mention young men, even many renowned Sword Saints hardly take three swords with such composure in the Golden Domain—after a duel, Mephisto saw through Brand’s approximate strength.

But the more this is the case, the more certain he is that Veronica will not easily give up on this young man, even in the Cruz Empire, a Golden Power genius in his early twenties, simultaneously a swordsmanship and tactical genius, is a rarity seen in centuries.

Not to mention Veronica, even he has quietly cherished the talent, but unfortunately, he is a Cruz person. A Cruz genius is an enemy.

Mephisto’s face remained cold, yet the sword in his hand became even faster.

And at this moment, Lace within Brand’s mind just woke up yawning lazily, and she spoke: "Quick, little one, swap control of your body to me, you can’t handle this guy."

"Is there no problem?" Brand’s thoughts were fast as lightning.

"A little problem, you and he have an absolute disparity in energy levels, but at least you won’t be completely defenseless."

"I mean, isn’t forcibly using this method problematic—didn’t you say this isn’t the proper usage of the Holy Seal, Lord Otarais?"

"Of course, I’ve rested for a good month or two since last time, ten minutes shouldn’t be too much of an issue." Lace answered somewhat proudly, then gently hummed: "What, do you look down on your older sister?"

"Not at all, Lord Otarais," Brand replied, he just thought considering it is the Main Material World after all, but recalling that Lace had saved him once in Buchiao also made his heart relieved: "Go ahead."

The exchange of thoughts between the two sides was completed in an instant, Mephisto’s giant sword had just collided with the blade of Brand’s Earth Sword.

But in fact, at this moment, the one controlling Brand’s body was no longer himself.

And just at that instant, Lace struck thrice—under her control, the Earth Sword turned into a shadow, a strike, a press, a suppress; due to the speed, it seemed from the outside that the Earth Sword Halangea suddenly split into three simultaneously contacting Mephisto’s giant sword.

’Ding——’, the three sword strikes blended into one metallic resonance.

Then Lace surprisingly borrowed momentum to retreat, effortlessly exiting the range of the Gray Sword Saint’s sword stance with not a hair harmed. By that moment, only a few seconds had passed since the start of their duel.

The nearby area was eerily silent.

The young people were all dumbfounded, not to mention the nobles of the Erune envoy in the distance, who seemed to have just realized what they had witnessed.

Was that young man really an Eruein?

Were the two guys using Mortal World’s swordsmanship?

Those nobles might be incapable, but to join this envoy they must have some skills, especially Roborun, born into a prominent family, had naturally good insight. He took a deep breath and immediately realized something—that young man is perhaps the most outstanding genius Erune has seen in three centuries, he must not be inexplicably buried by that unknown person.

Although Brand just called out the name Gray Sword Saint Mephisto, this world has many people with the same names, besides the Gray Sword Saint has disappeared for so many years, Roborun did not immediately recognize the opponent’s identity, which is quite normal.