Edge of the Apocalypse

The training ground was a public area, and there were also some guards practicing matches here. At this moment, a series of intense clashes sounded in the training ground, attracting the attention of the guards. They stood around in twos and threes, looking at the two youths who were fighting with their knives.

The guards were no strangers to Regis. This young master's enthusiasm for martial arts was no longer a matter of a day or two. He often dragged some of his brothers to the training ground to compete. Occasionally, there would be guards who would end up competing with him. Even though Regis was young, he was already a rank ten engraver, and he was quite talented in saber and sword techniques. At such a young age, there were quite a few people who had been defeated.

Of course, there was no lack of experts to protect him.

The teenager who was competing with Regis today was a stranger. At first, the onlookers didn't think much of him. Gradually, however, the gazes that people looked at Alan became serious. From the beginning of the competition, the two of them had been attacking each other. Regis' saber was fast and ruthless, and it was rare for Alan to not lose out at all. Moreover, each saber was faster than the other, and it had the flavor of countering Regis.

The two tactical sabers collided continuously, igniting flames that scattered around the two youths.

Alan exchanged another saber attack, and he suddenly exerted his strength, pushing the center of gravity of his body onto the saber, causing Regis to retreat repeatedly. Regis was talented, but Alan was experienced in actual combat. Moreover, his combat skills were refined between life and death, and there was already killing intent in his saber momentum. He planned to push Regis out of the arena. Unexpectedly, Regis suddenly stepped on the ground at high speed. He instantly retreated and slid a few meters away. With another turn, he moved sideways. Naturally, Allen could not push the knife down any further.

Regis chuckled and repeated the same trick. He used a special footwork to pull out a black shadow in the air. He was about to collide with Allen and move sideways without warning. Ellen was shocked. He was unable to catch the youth's movements. This was the first time he had encountered such a situation. It was clear how fast Regis was moving.

When Alan subconsciously turned around to capture Regis' movements, the youth had already disappeared from where he was. When he reappeared, he had already slid to Allen's right and was in Allen's blind spot! Regis immediately slashed out, thinking that he would be struck by a saber. Unexpectedly, Allen raised his right hand without turning his head. He raised his saber horizontally! With a loud sound, he blocked Regis' attack.

"It can't be!" The youth shouted unwillingly, his toes touching the ground, and he quickly retreated.

After sliding a few meters, Regis raised his saber horizontally and pointed it at Alan's chest. Suddenly shouting, he followed the knife and turned into a bolt of lightning that stabbed straight at Alan.

Alan's hair stood upright. It was a sense of extreme danger. He coldly snorted, pointed the tip of his saber, twisted his waist and leaned forward, and instantly exerted his strength. The tactical saber immediately pulled out a cold arc of lightning and instantly swept across the tip of Regis' saber.

An extremely loud saber cry rang out on the spot. The collision of Origin Energy produced an invisible impact that spread out with a muffled thunderous sound, causing the surrounding spectators to take a step or two back. The knives in the hands of the two youths exploded at the same time, causing them to have no choice but to retreat.

For a moment, there was a strange silence in the training ground.

Zheng Zheng looked at Alan, and Regis scratched his head awkwardly. "Sorry, I seemed to have exerted too much force just now."

Looking at his clear eyes, Alan knew that he didn't mean it. He smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I almost thought you were going to kill me."

"Strange," he added, "what footwork are you using? You're so fast."

"Didn't you know? I saw that you were using the Crescent Moon Slash just now, right? That kind of footwork is also one of the ten-dozen sliding steps in the army. You can use high frequency ground stepping to make yourself move quickly. If you combine it with spinning, you can move in multiple directions at high speed. However, this is also very strenuous." '"How about I teach you how to use it as an apology for your mistake just now?" Regis blinked his eyes.

"Then I won't stand on ceremony. Do you want to learn the crescent moon? I think your attacks are mostly straight lines. This is not bad in speed and power, but it's easy to predict. It's not as unpredictable as the arc attack. Or, you can combine these two techniques and combine them with the original footwork. That way, I won't be able to fight so easily." Alan said.

Regis's eyes lit up. The youth nodded excitedly and said, "Alright, it's settled. Come, I'll teach you how to skate first. First, you have to start with high-speed kicking …"

In this way, this afternoon, the two youths were imparting their skills to each other in the training ground and exchanging some practical experience with each other. Both of them felt that they had benefited greatly. Ellen had learned the rudiments of slippery steps from his brother, while Regis had learned a lot of practical combat skills from him. It was only in the evening that the two left the training ground and returned to their respective residences.

When Allen returned to his house, he felt the muscles in his legs twitch non-stop. It was a sequela of skating. Allen couldn't bear the high frequency of continuous kicking. He put a pool of warm water in the bathtub and soaked his legs in the warm water for half an hour to relieve the fatigue of his leg muscles. After that, the legs became as heavy as lead, and it would take a long time to get used to the frequency of kicks required to slide.

The reward items extracted from the family warehouse had already been piled up in the living room entrance, with a list on top of the three boxes. Alan checked the boxes and confirmed that they were correct before opening them.

The first thing he opened was a small black box. Inside was an electronic magnetic card. It was Alan's ID card. With the magnetic card, he had a residence in Babylon and the right to designate land surface residents to move to Babylon. There were 15 such places. Originally, according to the rules of the General Assembly, quotas were limited to the members of the winner's family. In view of Allen's specificities, the Committee removed this restriction from him individually.

For the time being, this right was of no use to Alan. However, if he set up a hunting squad, he could consider recruiting on the surface. Members thus recruited could take advantage of this right to bring them directly back to Babylon, thereby saving a significant sum of money.

Of course, this was the last sentence.

Next was a silver-gray suitcase, which required a password to open. Alan opened the suitcase according to the password that came with the Federation suitcase. As soon as the box was opened, an icy cold gas immediately escaped from the box. It turned out that this was still a cold incubator. Inside the box was a potion, a disposable syringe, and a description.

This was a high-grade stamina enhancer. Theoretically speaking, the first injection could double one's stamina. After that, the effects would weaken. Normally speaking, such a drug should not be injected too many times. Polyflash injections are not only ineffective in improving physical fitness, but also cause irreversible damage to certain organs. Normally speaking, normal people can only use it three times in their lifetime.

Allen followed the instructions and pressed the blue potion that emitted a firefly glow into the syringe gun. Then, he pressed the potion on his arm and poured it into the syringe drop by drop. Moments later, he felt his body temperature rise. His entire body felt as if he was soaking in a hot spring. An inexplicable heat energy rose from the sole of his feet and spread throughout his entire body. Then, all the muscles in his body started to tremble, especially the muscles in his legs.

This process lasted for a whole minute, and Alan was already sweating. The sweat was pale yellow, and it smelled slightly fishy. It was because the potion exerted its effects, and at the same time, some of the toxins accumulated in the body were expelled from the body through the sweat. The potion was still working, and the entire strengthening process took 24 hours. After that, it would take Alan a few days to adapt to the increased strength of his body.

After taking a shower and sweating off his body, Alan opened the last box. Inside was a complete set of Second Grade magic energy weapons, including a complete set of Defensive Light Armor [Silent Guardian]. After activating the built-in Magic Cube sequence, it could activate the [Energy Absorption] ability. This ability can create a shield that absorbs 20% of the Origin Energy impact.

As for the weapon, it was a straight knife. The hilt and sheath of the knife were painted black. There were dark red spiral patterns on the grip of the knife to prevent the hand from slipping. Allen drew his saber and stabbed it straight. The blade was snow-white, like a stream of autumn water. The back of the saber was covered with dark lines, which were simple and rough. Although the blade of the straight blade wasn't as wide as Kuang Tu's, it wasn't much lighter in terms of weight.

Allen lifted the saber in his hand and made a few simple slashes. He felt that the weight of the saber was just right, and it was more comfortable to use than Berserk Tu. After activating the Magic Cube sequence, this straight blade, called Dark Destruction, could produce an ability called Shadow Tear. Able to generate Origin Energy saber shadows during a slash and perform multiple attacks along the path of the slash.

Looking at Dark Destruction and Silence guarding this set of magical energy weapons, Alan's face was filled with smiles. As for the reason why the first gear had been upgraded to second gear, it was probably to show goodwill to Beth Cod. Not to mention the first to fifth grade magic energy weapons, the difference in price wasn't that big. It wouldn't be a big problem to upgrade a little.

Soon, it was dinner time. When the two young maids brought the dinner over, a youth also followed suit.

"Regis, why are you here?" Alan said in surprise.

"You said you wanted to treat me to dinner. Besides, I want to compete with you!" Regis sat down at the dining table impolitely.

"What are you planning to compete for this time?" Said Alan, leaning on his forehead. He had a headache when he heard the word.

"Let's eat faster than anyone else. I won't stand on ceremony!" Regis picked up the knives and forks on the table and began to wipe out a steak covered in vanilla sweat.

Alan hurriedly joined the battle. After all, the maid only served dinner for one person. If she was to eat slowly, she would probably sweep away this kid, Regis.

In the next few days, Ellen and Regis were basically together. The two of them were often seen in the training ground. At first, they were surrounded by guards, but after that, no one was surprised. During this time, Vincent wanted to cause trouble for Alan a few times, but when he saw Regis present, he could only give up.

One day, while Hawes was eating breakfast, Helsing came in. Seeing the butler, Hawes said, "I heard that Alan and Regis have been very close recently?"

"Yes, Master. Regis seems to have a good relationship with Young Master Allen."

"That's good. The two of them are about the same age. If they can form a friendship, Allen's path will be much less obstructive in the future." Horn nodded.

Helsing paused for a moment and said, "Master, there is news of the hunting squad that Young Master Allen is chasing."

Hearing this, Horn raised his head and the butler continued, "That's the Black Widow, a black ball!"