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He wasn\'t just an announcer but the one who also oversees if someone was cheating or not. He may have been joking around the whole time while he was announcing but when he stands on that pedestal, he has a completely different mindset of his own.

The guy looked at everything starting from the air blowing from east to west to the fighter\'s nerves which were slowly rising to the upcoming moment.

This was the main reason why he was hired on the king\'s tournament, even though he did a decent job on commenting on fights and cheering the crowds, he was excellent when regulating the rules and enforcing upon them.

Even though the announcer had started the fight, not one of the fighters moved from their places. They looked at each other in the eye and waited for the other to move first.

Then noticing that none would do the first move, so they both walked. They walked sideways in a circle. They circled each other and saw every pulse, strand and movement glitches of one another before one jumped in.

The announcer\'s eyes widened a bit as he said loudly, "In a surprising way the first to make the move was not Charles but Pan himself."

As according to the announcer, Pan was the one who moved first.

"Who would have thought that it would be the cool and cold guy who would strike first. BUT nevertheless it is a great start to the final battle that would end this great tournament."

Pan ignoring the announcers every word, felt the tendons in his leg pull up with strength as he jumped straight towards Charles. Charles seeing Pan jumping straight at his body smiled and kicked at Pan\'s side.

Pan quickly brought in both hands and blocked the attack.

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He\'s strong!

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He felt the power brimming from the kick as his body shot towards the wall and just before he would be struck, brought his hands down as water slid came out of them and slowed himself before coming to a stop at the end.

Pan\'s instincts flared up as he looked up to see the back side of a sandal a few meters away from his face.

Winds and dust flared in and burst open as Charles feet brought down at the wall and broke a few meters in it. But he didn\'t feel his target being crushed underneath his sole.

Charles smiled, "You\'re a slimy one." He said looking at his back to see Pan standing a few meters behind him with no injury.

Charles understood that right as his attack was about to hit, Pan used some water spell to dissolve himself temporarily to water and went underneath him and avoided his attack.

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That is a tricky spell, if he keeps on using that to avoid my attacks then it would seriously become a headache for me.

\' He thought but smiled afterwards, \'

BUT I will still defeat him.

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Pan had his own thoughts, \'

Hmm… If his attack back there had hit me then it would have done quite the damage to me… or even if it didn\'t, it surely would have made me get a concussion.

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And he still hasn\'t brought out those longswords… fighting him head-on is very disadvantageous for me.

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I think it\'s time to go full on.

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Charles furrowed his brows as he saw Pan jumping back until he was close to the other side of the wall.

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Hmm, what is he doing?

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Unstrapping the lock in his other two shortswords, Pan brought all of them out and threw them in the air. Charles was dumbfounded at that but his eyes widened in shock and understanding as he realized what he was doing.

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Aerial Strikes

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Charles thought before he sidestepped left and right as two swords embedded themselves the next moment where he stood. He looked at the swords and saw a hollow blue glow to them and then saw the same hollow glow in Pan\'s hands and fully understood what he is doing.

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He knows attacking me straight on will be suicidal so he does this. My longswords are also not the type to defend against such quick flight attacks… this is becoming very tricky now.

\' Charles thought as he had to dodge a few more shortswords flying at him.

The crowd cheered loudly as it was the first time Pan had used more than two swords in the whole tournament and also the first to use them as aerial attacks.

"WOW! Folks. Pan is finally showing his full strength to the tournament as he has unleashed his flurry of aerial strikes against Charles who is having a difficult time dodging them and almost zero chance of fighting back."

"Truly a show worth giving only by the prodigy of the WaterBend Sect."

William also looked intently as the air whistled and the swords flew with intensity towards their target. It wasn\'t the first time he had since such attack nor was it the first time such an attack was being used in this tournament. But it was the finest.

All the other aerial attacks he had seen before lacked something to them. It was either the control or the speed of such attacks that had a problem with them but what Pan was showing now was completely different from the others.

It had the fluidity and the speed and most certainly it had great control as the swords maneuvered themselves in different ways and angles and struck towards a running Charles.

William was mesmerized by such an attack strategy.

"Adam can you also do something like this?"

"Aerial attacks?... Yeah I can."

"Can you teach me?"

"Sure… but you would need to have great control over your mana. Otherwise your attacks will be like the others… great power but no speed and will have predictability."

William snickered inwardly as he heard about mana control. It wasn\'t that he sucked at controlling his mana, but with his exponential growth every day, controlling mana was becoming very difficult.

If he had gotten a good enough control this day, then next day the sudden increase of mana would make his previous progress nonexistent.

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Even if it means I have to learn to control my mana hundreds of times, I will still learn to control them and learn aerial attacks.

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DAMN! They look so cool!

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William had stars in his eyes as he saw Charles nearly being hit by a sword at the crotch. Charles himself looked frighteningly at the sword that almost cut off his little sword.

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Fuck! If that had hit me then… then… I don\'t want to know what would have happened next.

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BUT! NOW THIS ENDS!

\' Charles thought as anger filled him from head to toe at the thought of losing his greatest treasure.

He caught the next sword flying towards him and used it to deflect the other one and threw it to stop the last one before it could even come towards him.

"ENOUGH! WATERBENDER! It\'s time to end this match." Charles said as he brought out both his longswords and swiped at Pan.