"If you're so amazing, why haven't I seen you challenge the other members of the Seven Great Powers? Your sixth position hasn't changed in 30 years, has it?"
"Enough of that useless talk. I'm over seventy now and have no intention of competing with you for superiority."
"However, both you and I belong to the older generation. The way of the sword now belongs to the young."
"I brought a disciple today, hoping she can learn some of the Sword God Style techniques here. How about letting the younger generation spar a bit?"
Gal Farion raised an eyebrow, his interest piqued.
"I wondered what this was about. So you brought your disciple to show off. Fine!"
He then addressed the Sword Saints below, "Which of you wants to give it a try?"
Immediately, many Sword Saints stood up, expressing their desire to try.
Leda Lia stepped aside, leaving the arena to Isolte.
Isolte stood in the Arena (training ground/arena) holding a wooden sword, engaging in matches with various Sword Saints.
To state the result directly: after competing with most of the Sword Saints present, Isolte's record was 13 wins and 1 loss.
This result was already quite impressive. She had won the first 12 matches against Sword Saints relatively easily.
One could say she had thoroughly enraged the people of the Sword God Style Dojo.
Gino, the son of a Sword Emperor and the youngest Sword Saint, was defeated by Isolte in a single move, unable to withstand her attack.
For the Sword God Style, which emphasizes aggressive offense, this could be considered a disgrace.
The twelfth challenger was Eris. She exchanged over a dozen moves with Isolte consecutively. In the end, opting for a trade of injuries, she lost by half a move, or perhaps due to insufficient resilience, and was defeated by Isolte.
The thirteenth and final challenger, Nina Farion, essentially took advantage of the situation. If Isolte had won all 13 matches, the Sword God Style and Water God Style would have basically been at the point of breaking all pretense of cordiality.
Isolte also knew she needed to hone her swordsmanship here for a while and couldn't afford to completely alienate everyone.
So, despite her injuries, she continued to spar with Nina Farion and gracefully lost the match.
Leda Lia was very satisfied with her disciple's performance.
She said to Gal Farion with a smile:
"This disciple of mine is only twenty years old this year, but she is already a Water King. So, it's inevitable she might have somewhat bullied your Sword Saints here."
"I brought her this time specifically to temper her swordsmanship. How about letting her train alongside your disciples under the instructors later?"
"Later, we can have her, the red-haired girl from before, and Nina practice together, pushing each other to grow."
"Gal, what do you think?"
Gal Farion's corners of the mouth (corner of his mouth) twitched slightly. Given today's match results, he felt like expelling all the Sword Saints except Eris and Nina from the school.
But in the end, he restrained himself.
With a slightly strained expression, he said:
"Your disciple is passable. I agree to let her train here. Leda, I never thought someone like you, about to meet your maker, could still find such a capable disciple."
"Your luck is indeed good. But what a pity your age won't allow you to see her succeed you. She's still quite far from your level."
"Haha, Gal, she is only one of my disciples. But I can tell you responsibly, she is not my most powerful disciple."
"This disciple of mine, Isolte, will at most succeed me. Expecting her to reclaim the Holy Land of the Sword is still a bit difficult."
"However, Gal, I have another disciple. Once he grows up, the Holy Land of the Sword will undoubtedly belong to our Water God Style."
"I hope you live long enough to see the day when he reclaims the Holy Land of the Sword for our Water God Style."
"Perhaps by then, he won't just reclaim the Holy Land of the Sword but also take your title among the Seven Great Powers."
"You can look forward to that day's arrival."
Gal Farion's mouth twitched even more. He believed Leda Lia wasn't lying to him.
Because the girl who accepted the challenge today already possessed the potential to be a worthy opponent for him.
If the other disciple she mentioned was even more formidable than this one, then it would undoubtedly be an intense battle when the time came.
He felt a bit excited now. He hoped that day would come soon.
Don't let it come when I'm already old and frail. Encountering such an opponent then would truly be a depressing thing.
In the following days, Isolte, Eris, and Nina—the three most talented young representatives of the Water God Style and Sword God Style—trained in swordsmanship together, sparring and living alongside each other.
History has its inertia. Even though, this time, Eris did not have the goal of necessarily killing Orsted or encounter Rujerud, through her own talent and indomitable spirit while consistently training in the Sword God Style with Ghislaine, she had still reached the Saint rank in the Sword God Style.
However, she lacked that reckless, do-anything-to-kill-the-opponent nature, becoming more like a proper swordsman.
Therefore, during her initial Sword God Style training with Nina, no major conflicts arose, nor did she beat Nina to the point of incontinence.
But Eris still lacked talent in social interaction. After nearly a year of studying here, she hadn't made a single friend.
However, she was accustomed to such a life. Her goal was singular: diligently improve her own strength.
To have the strength to protect her family, to have the qualification to stand before him and fight alongside him.
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