Legacy of the Dark Sage

Chapter 1177 Rumor Again

The others were taken aback by Kyran's swift actions. His ability to take out four talents at the start of the match and summon a whirlwind of pure magic energy left them in disbelief. They realized that a frontal attack would not be enough, and their only chance was a sneak attack or to somehow stop his movements for a few seconds.

Alas, that moment's pause caused them a lot of trouble because Kyran never stopped moving while they devised a strategy to take him out in their heads.

Kyran used Dragon Steps to approach the closest talent from him. Like the first one he took out, that talent also reacted quickly. Instead of relying only on the defensive spells and the Draconic Arts of projecting their dragon limbs with pure magic energy, he also used Draconic magic to reinforce his armor and lower body.

Kyran's current target projected his dragon legs. From this, it was easy to know that his main strength was speed. Unfortunately, the latter's innate magic was not Air. If it were, his speed would have been enhanced further. This, however, did not mean that Kyran could take him out quickly.

Fire enveloped the young talent's legs as he used Dragon Steps to confront Kyran. Though he deemed a frontal attack would not be enough to take the latter out, it was not impossible. He just had to be faster, more decisive with his movements, and stronger.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The young talent launched a barrage of blazing kicks at Kyran when the latter arrived one meter in front. Because of the swiftness and strength of the fire element that enveloped his legs, its flames erupted with each kick and reached Kyran without any problem. He expected Kyran to stop and avoid the fire. Find your next read at empire

Once the latter retreated, he planned on summoning a huge wall of fire right at the spot where he would land.

"!"

The young talent's eyes widened as his expectations did not happen. This was because Kyran ignored the flames instead of retreating and rushed in at him.

Bam.

Kyran sent out a punch toward the young talent's face. But the latter reacted fast and put up his arms to block the punch.

"..Eh?"

The young talent was momentarily stunned because he was expecting Kyran to launch a mighty punch that could force him back a few steps or more. At least, that had been the case with the other talents. However, Kyran's punch was so weak that he barely felt anything when his fist landed on his arms.

His fist made a good sound, yes, but the force was way too weak...

"!"

Kyran smiled wryly as the Chaos magic's force passed through the young talent's forearms and went straight at the latter's chest.

"Guah!'

The young talent coughed out some spit as the flames on his feet disappeared. Kyran jumped back just in time as the latter fell face first on the ground, unconscious.

'So Chaos magic can be used like this too,' he thought with a faint smile. 'Cool.'

What Kyran did just then was control the Chaos magic energy to penetrate the young talent's defenses and only target his chest. After the Chaos entered the latter's body, Kyran released the accumulated suppressed force and attacked the lungs— at least, he supposed it was the lungs. He expected that using Chaos magic to attack their internal organs would also disrupt their magic energy circulation.

However, he did not expect that it would result in knocking even a dragon out cold.

Gasp filled the air from the audience area. The young talents inside the arena were the same. They did not know what Kyran did to take out another one of them without even breaking a sweat.

"'Spar matches are meant for the rising talents of the clan to compare notes. Apart from that, the matches are intended to be used as a way to conclude a dispute between two tribes,'" Kyran suddenly repeated what Eissen said before the start of the match. "At first, I thought that all the requests I received were because all of you were itching to compare notes with me.

But it looks like that was not the case..."

"Stop right there—!"

"You have something against us," Kyran ignored the young talents who started to stop him from speaking. "That's why you are all so fixated on me."

As he said that, he took a step toward the closest young talent from him.

That talent immediately retreated as if he could only feel safe if his current distance from Kyran was maintained.

Kyran smiled wryly at the young talent and said, "Come on. You're hurting my feelings. I'm just trying to get closer."

[What are you doing right now?]

Before Kyran could say more, Aillos's voice suddenly sounded in his head.

'...I'm not trying to pick up a fight. I swear.'

[That's not how I see it.]

'...'

[I know you are trying to buy time while you rest, but you did not have to incite them.]

'...We'll all end up having a staring match for two hours if I don't.'

[Don't be absurd.]

Kyran chuckled and barely stopped himself because the others might misunderstand again.

"Sorry, I—."

"I'd like to forfeit the match."

Suddenly, a young talent from somewhere at the farther end declared her intention to withdraw.

"I will withdraw, too."

And soon, it was followed by another.

When these young talents declared their intentions to forfeit, the audience was in an uproar again. It was pretty strange how these noble dragons who barely reacted in yesterday's matches had reacted very strongly so many times when they had just started today's match.

Judging by these unexpected events, another rumor about Kyran was sure to spread.