Chapter 32 – A Soft Breeze (1/2)

Chapter 32 – A Soft Breeze

As Elias’s words echoed throughout the forest, both Calron and Fatty stood there with shocked looks on their faces.

They had both seen how powerful their Master really was, so they were confused as to why Elias would want to spar with Calron at this moment.

“Don’t worry, Calron, it’s just a spar. I only want to see how far you’ve progressed in your Formless Fist.”

After hearing that declaration from his Master, Calron breathed a sigh of relief.

This was his first time sparring with his Master, so wanted to see how far he had come since he first started training. The memory of the first time he felt blood on his face was still firmly etched in Calron’s mind. If not for his Master intervening at the right moment, then Calron did not know what his future might have been.

Taking a stance, Calron prepared to face off against his Master.

“Please guide me, Master.”

Calron then immediately drew the source energy from the legacy’s pool and patiently waited for Elias. The faint crimson mist returned again, and was currently floating around Calron’s palms.

Calron had taken notice of the blood mist, but he forced it to the back of his mind thinking it probably was due to the strangeness of the Blood Legacy today.

“Good. You’re not rash and can think calmly in battle. Get ready.”

Elias stated as he observed that Calron did not immediately charge into the fight, and grew excited as he saw the crimson mist again, but on the surface, he completely disguised his facial expression.

With a burst of speed, Elias appeared in front of Calron within a blink of an eye!

Before Calron could even react, the punch was almost upon his body when he finally noticed Elias’s movement.

Forcefully oppressing the sudden panic he felt, Calron directed all the source energy towards his stomach.

BOOM!

A low thumping sound resounded throughout the area as Calron was hastily forced back a dozen steps. His stomach groaned in pain, but Calron hardly felt any sensation at that moment. His body was running entirely on adrenaline and he felt an intense excitement as the battle progressed.

This is it! This is the type of battle that I seek! Master is really strong, and that one casual punch would have almost blown me apart if I hadn’t used the source energy to block it. Master is completely serious about this, so I will definitely not disappoint him!

Wiping away the trace of blood on the corner of his lips, Calron gave a fierce look towards Elias and prepared to use the Formless Fist.

Suddenly, the crimson mist around Calron disappeared and even his aura changed. It was replaced with a calm and serene aura. The Calron right now seemed to be more at peace and even the expression on his face was completely neutral.

“So you finally understand.”

Immediately, the violent and bloodthirsty aura around Elias disappeared as well and he stood calmly in front of Calron.

“Yes, Master. I gained a bit of an insight while I was practicing earlier, but it was only when you suddenly forced me into a spar and released that vicious aura, that I understood what you were trying to tell this foolish disciple.”

“Mm, good. A disciple must always learn on his own and not depend on others in the path of cultivation! So, what did you learn, Calron?”

Giving a small smile, Calron explained.

“I realized that the harder I forced the punches, the more violent the backlash was and I only seemed to be destroying my surroundings rather than my target. I thought there must a different approach to the Formless Fist, and that’s when I remembered the calm and serene aura you emanated when you were executing it.”

Elias flashed a grin towards his disciple.

Meanwhile, Fatty just confusedly stared at scene while trying to figure out what his big brother and Master were talking about. With every passing minute, Fatty realized just how much of his true strength Calron had been hiding, and he suddenly felt drops of sweat forming on his forehead as he recalled all the boasting he did in front of Calron earlier.

Although Fatty did not know many kids his own age, he was definitely sure that Calron was an absolute monster within their age group and even comparable to the geniuses of the older generations! With a quivering heart, Fatty realized that Calron might be even stronger than his own sister, and she was the youngest genius in the entire country to ever reach the seventh rank of Spiritual stage!

“Let us see how deep of an insight you gained in the Formless Fist. Come!”

Just then, Elias beckoned his disciple to resume the spar.

“Yes, Master!”

At that moment, Calron closed his eyes and slowly reached out to the source pool within his body.

He tried to calm the raging waves of blood and painstakingly drew the source energy into his muscles. He let the energy soak into his muscles rather than giving it a direction to circulate, and for a full minute, Calron remained in this position.

Elias did not interfere and patiently waited for Calron to make his move.

After a moment, Calron slowly opened his eyes and his soft voice reached Elias’s ears.

“I’m ready, Master. Please prepare.”