Roa's fingers twitched slightly, and a green light instantly surrounded Brain. The young man continued in that cold voice, "Since we realize our insignificance, we should strive to become stronger. We were insignificant to begin with, only moving from ignorance to knowledge. You feel pain because you are growing."
Roa's cold voice was like a thunderclap, hitting Brain hard.
The green light enveloped Brain, healing his body at an exaggerated speed. His face, which had been pale from prolonged starvation, now had a healthy flush.
"Kid, I don't know what you saw that made you so dejected, but I don't agree with what you said earlier."
"Pick up your weapon, stand up, and I'll show you what true strength is!"
Brain's eyes were still dazed, his gaze fixed on Roa, looking at the handsome young man before him. He opened his mouth, wanting to say more pessimistic words, but under Roa's cold gaze, he couldn't bring himself to say them.
Seeing Brain's hesitation, Roa raised his voice, "Stand up!"
For some reason, upon hearing that voice, a slight expectation arose in his heart.
Maybe this man could bring him a surprise?
Who wants to admit they are inherently inferior? If he hadn't witnessed that scene, he wouldn't have become like this.
Brain slowly rose, gripping his longsword, standing up straight.
The longsword felt somewhat unfamiliar. Brain had indeed been too decadent recently, so it was normal for it to feel unfamiliar.
But now, Brain's eyes sparkled with spirit, staring intently at the golden-haired youth before him, his gaze filled with a hint of hope that he himself didn't want to admit.
"Low-tier weapon creation." Roa's expression didn't change, still that cold look. He waved his hand, and a wooden sword appeared in his hand.
Roa swung the wooden sword, getting a feel for it, and said to the wary Brain, "Are you ready?"
Brain took a deep breath, his gaze becoming firm.
"Then let me see if you are qualified to say those words to me!"
"Ability Boost!"
Brain began to use a martial skill, one that could temporarily increase his physical abilities by a level, a more comprehensive enhancement than simple physical strengthening.
In this state, Brain focused all his consciousness on one point, allowing his senses to expand outward, clearly perceiving the surrounding sounds, air, and vibrations.
This was Brain's unique martial skill, allowing him to clearly grasp everything within a three-meter radius, maximizing his hit rate and evasion rate, known as—Field.
Of course, this wasn't all of Brain's abilities.
Brain was highly regarded by Gazef for a reason. His talent in this world was indeed quite good.
Years of effort had also allowed Brain to create several unique martial skills.
Field was just one of them. Brain had another original martial skill, created in pursuit of delivering a fatal blow faster and more accurately than his opponent, known as—Flash.
Flash was an ultra-fast slash, an attack that maximized speed.
Brain's training to master this martial skill was extraordinary. He had swung his sword hundreds of thousands of times, even millions of times.
This constant practice of Flash had caused Brain's sword-wielding hand to develop a specialized callus, and the hilt of his sword had been worn down into a hand-grip shape.
This relentless pursuit of the limit resulted in the birth of a new martial skill, with an attack speed even faster than Flash, so fast that no blood would remain on the blade after the slash, making it impossible for the opponent to even perceive the attack trajectory.
This move was named by Brain—God Flash.
Brain combined God Flash with Field, merging the two martial skills, and ultimately developed an absolutely accurate and unavoidable godspeed slash.
This sword strike was named by him: Wind of the Great Forest.
Undoubtedly, the next strike would be unprecedentedly fierce, the culmination of Brain's life's compression and convergence.
At this moment, he was no longer the decadent youth. His spirit was highly unified, almost reaching a state of selflessness.
The pupils of the three onlookers suddenly contracted, especially Gagaran, who had previously looked down on Brain. Her face now showed not only surprise but also caution.
Gagaran was straightforward. After seeing Brain's true strength, she couldn't help but praise, "Very impressive. I feel like if I were to face that strike, it would be difficult to withstand."
Evileye's expression under her mask became even more solemn. She nodded slightly, agreeing with Gagaran's statement.
In contrast to their solemn attitudes, Gazef showed a gratified smile.
"It seems he has been practicing diligently during this time. His swordsmanship has improved a lot."
Gazef didn't hold back his praise. Gazef had witnessed Brain's progress and had a deeper understanding than the other two.
Gagaran glanced at Gazef and poured cold water on him, "It's just that I didn't expect such a swordsman to become like this."
Gazef's eyes dimmed, and he said somewhat absentmindedly, "I didn't expect it either."
"But speaking of which, can Roa really help him regain his confidence?" Gagaran expressed some concern about this.
Roa's strength was indeed very strong, but if he wanted to help Brain regain his confidence, simply defeating him wouldn't be enough.
Roa had to show a huge gap in strength, a gap that had to make Brain believe that even humans could do what those monsters could do.
This was undoubtedly an extremely difficult challenge.
Because Brain wasn't a rookie adventurer. The fact that he could unleash that strike was enough for him to step into the hero domain, but it was this figure who had stepped into the hero domain who had lost all his fighting spirit after seeing that scene.
This was undoubtedly a very difficult thing.
Roa wasn't aware of the thoughts of the three people in the field. At this moment, he was looking at the guy in front of him with great interest.
The martial skills of this world were indeed a very magical thing.
Although it was much weaker compared to magic, it still couldn't change the fact that martial skills were indeed a very magical system.
If this system wasn't too small to help Roa in his current state, Roa wouldn't mind learning it systematically.
"I'm about to attack, aren't you going to use martial skills?" Brain reminded him.
However, Roa shook his head at Brain's kind reminder, "Just attack directly."
Hearing this, Brain didn't hesitate and instantly drew his longsword.
The sword was fast.
So fast that it was unbelievable.
When this sword was drawn from its sheath by Brain, in just a split second of 0.01 seconds, the cold light of the sword had already slashed towards Roa's neck.
Even Gazef and Gagaran only felt a blur before their eyes and didn't see how the sword was drawn.
There were only two people in the field who could see this brilliant sword light.
One was Evileye, and the other was Roa.
The first impression Roa had of the sword that Brain swung was like a spring rain, silently moistening things.
If this sword was used in actual combat, I'm afraid that few people would be able to react and would die directly under this sword.
But it was still not enough.
This kind of Brain was not enough for Roa.
The young man's expression didn't show any waves, and those pale golden eyes were always so calm.
His right hand gripped the hilt of the sword, but he didn't attack.
Roa didn't use an instant, because this level of attack wasn't worthy of him using a word spirit.
However, in the eyes of the three people, Roa's scene seemed like he hadn't reacted.
The longsword was getting closer and closer, so close that it had already come to Roa's face. In Brain's enhanced senses, Roa didn't move at all.
He didn't make any movements.
As time went by, the sense of anticipation in Brain's heart gradually faded, and he began to be surprised and confused.
But then, this confusion turned into deep incomprehension.
"Aren't you going to attack yet?"
His movements didn't have any intention of stopping. Since it had already been unsheathed, this sword was no longer something he could control.
Killing moves have always been like this, and warriors are even more fearless. The current situation was not something he could stop if he wanted to.
Just when Brain began to suspect whether Roa was just a show, the sword light finally came to Roa's face, and the distance between the two was less than a foot.
It was also at this moment that Roa finally attacked.
He just made a casual strike, without any fancy movements, without a majestic slash, just a simple casual strike, but it was this strike that made Brain dumbfounded.
Wind of the Great Forest was blocked for the first time.
Brain's field didn't sense how Roa attacked.
Wind of the Great Forest wasn't perfect, and he knew this.
First of all, the pre-attack was too long. Even if Wind of the Great Forest was fast enough, even to the point of being unpredictable, as long as the opponent saw Brain's movements, they could still see Brain's attack posture and make targeted adjustments.
This was also something that couldn't be helped. Brain was the developer of this move, so he naturally knew the drawbacks of his own moves.
But it was about to slash Roa's face, but it was blocked by Roa so simply, which was a bit shocking.
"The speed is okay, but it lacks power."
Roa said indifferently.
Everyone looked at Roa in shock.
"How, how did he do it?"
"Is this the strength of Lord Roa?"
"As expected of the number one person."
Brain's face became a little ugly. He snorted coldly, concentrated, and wanted to swing a second slash.
But in fact, after this slash was swung, his momentum had already dropped by half, and even if he swung a second slash, it couldn't be compared with the first slash.
"Well, can only the first slash be seen?"
The young man's cold voice came again, and Brain felt a numbness in his right hand. He didn't know when, but the young man's hand had already grabbed Brain's right wrist.
And this strength was surprisingly great.
Brain's strength was quite great. The extremely strict training had created his quite strong physique, but this strength was like a clay ox entering the sea in front of Roa, and he couldn't even make a splash.
"I think you won't be convinced if I defeat you so easily, and you will definitely find many, many reasons. Well, since I've come here, I'll show you what real swordsmanship is."
Roa's face showed a hint of interest, while Brain's face revealed a frustrated expression. Before Brain could say anything, Roa's figure had already appeared dozens of feet away.
The young man's sleeves fluttered, his white robe swayed in the wind, and his whole body exuded a powerful and inviolable aura.
Roa held the long sword at his waist horizontally, his eyes staring directly at Brain in the distance. The young man's face showed a proud expression: "This sword will be very fast, watch carefully."
Dozens of feet may seem like a long distance, but for Roa, it is a distance that can be crossed in an instant.
In fact, not to mention dozens of feet, even hundreds of feet away, as long as Roa sets his sights on it, it can be resolved in the blink of an eye.
This is the horror of a god-level powerhouse, especially the horror of a master who has mastered Moment and whose Sword God style has reached the god level.
Even Brain had to admit at this moment that the strength of the young man in front of him was too terrifying. He glanced at the gap in his wooden sword, took a deep breath, and strengthened his senses to the extreme.
Brain didn't see how Roa made his move, he only felt that Roa's speed was so fast that even his perception was half a beat slower.
But that won't do, he must see the young man's sword clearly!
This is his urgent wish at the moment.
Not to mention Brain, even Evileye, who was standing silently on the side, was full of shock.
"I, I can't even capture his speed? How is that possible? Who on earth is this guy in front of me?"
Evileye is undoubtedly the strongest person in the field, but the stronger she is, the more she can feel the unfathomable depth of Roa's strength.
However, when Roa put his hand on his waist and made a sword-drawing posture.
Everyone's expressions changed at the same time.
There was no other reason than that they felt an extremely strong sword intent locking onto them.
The sense of crisis brought by this sword intent was like the Sword of Damocles hanging from their necks.
The three people standing outside the field were like this, let alone Brain, who was directly facing Roa.