Beggar Cultivation System

Lightning flashed as Apollo dodged a fist. Before his opponent could back away, he activated his Fire Blast and Wind Blast in quick succession—a technique he had developed during the Advancement Examination. Now, with his 2nd-Step Qi Condensation stage cultivation, the combined strength of these techniques was even greater than before!

However, what happened next shocked him. His eyes widened as, before the two blasts could merge, their forms wavered and dispersed in a puff of Qi, scattering like fireflies.

"What?!" Apollo exclaimed in surprise, but a kick, cloaked in shadowy, ink-like Qi, was already aimed at the side of his face!

The beggar barely managed to raise his hand in time to block the attack, but the force sent him flying. Twisting mid-air, he used the momentum to execute a series of controlled cartwheels before finally pushing off and landing squarely on his feet.

Mathias, watching the scene unfold, shook his head. "It seems Yoma is missing something."

"Father, what just happened?!" Bel asked, her eyes gleaming with excitement and shock at what she'd just witnessed.

"This is the first time you've seen your Uncle Nathan fight, right?" Mathias replied, a mysterious smile playing on his lips.

"Yes," Bel nodded eagerly.

"Then watch closely. Fights at his level are rare," Mathias advised, casting a thoughtful glance at the two fighters, his gaze lingering on the Wanderer.

Nathan held back from attacking as Apollo landed. Smiling with a mix of confidence and arrogance, he raised his chest. "Haha, Yoma, I'm going to show you the true gap between us."

Apollo frowned, unable to come up with a retort, his mind racing over what had just happened. He'd summoned his Fire Blast and Wind Blast perfectly, intending to merge them with a single thought. Yet they hadn't even formed before fizzling out entirely.

Did Nathan somehow disrupt his techniques?

Noting his opponent's serious expression, Nathan grinned smugly. "Surprised? Shocked? That's only a taste!"

"Let's go again," Apollo replied, raising his right hand and pointing it toward Nathan. The Unrefined Qi in the surroundings began to churn, transforming into tiny water droplets that coalesced into razor-thin water blades, almost transparent, like glass.

"Finally showing some Great Serpent technique?" Nathan observed with a smirk. "Water Blade Disintegration?"

Apollo didn't respond. Instead, he clenched his fist, sending the water blades flying toward Nathan at high speed!

Explosions rang out as water mist burst up from every impact with the ground. But Nathan activated his own Movement Technique, dodging and blocking each projectile. His black hanfu robe acted as a shield while he advanced, weaving through the barrage with the water blades slicing through the air around him.

Apollo was taken aback. None of his previous opponents had dodged his attacks so effortlessly. They either couldn't keep up, resorted to blocking without moving, or, if they moved, focused solely on defense.

The clone of the Great Serpent had behaved like a mindless beast, ignoring injuries and relying on regeneration.

But Nathan was different. He blocked and dodged simultaneously, pressing forward with relentless steps. When any of the water blades threatened to land a direct hit, he disrupted them with quick counter-attacks—without slowing his advance.

Apollo frowned as a challenge presented itself in front of him. He doesn't want to get close; he could feel it—he wouldn't stand a chance unless he used his Simple Wind Sword Technique, which is deadly to use in this spar.
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He had to attack from long range. With this in mind, Fire Blast and Wind Blast stacked on top of each other appeared in front of him while the Water Blade Disintegration Technique continued its descent.

Three techniques at the same time—such a feat caused Nathan to narrow his eyes and the onlookers to watch in surprise.

"Three different elements at the same time…" Bel muttered, her voice tinted with amazement. This is the first time she'd seen something like this.

"Even I wouldn't be able to do that," Mathias commented.

"Using the same trick for the second time?" Nathan smirked as his body let out an inky shadow, allowing him to dodge the water blades easily. Then he raised his hand and waved it toward the two combinations of techniques. "Rookie move!"

And the moment the Fire Blast and Wind Blast were about to combine, they disintegrated into particles of Qi!

But Apollo already expected this, his eyes minutely focused on the techniques he created. And with his concentration, he found something strange.

The Qi that formed the Fire Blast and Wind Blast didn't follow their usual path; the moment Nathan waved his hand, the pattern was disrupted before they could even form.

"I see," Apollo muttered, a smile coming back to his face.

"So you figured it out?" Nathan asked, appearing in front of the beggar, his fist raised and ready to launch.

"Yes," Apollo nodded, then smirked. "Using Unrefined Qi became my habit. And thanks to you, I found one of my weaknesses."

"Yeah, you should learn to be humble," Nathan said, his face turning serious. "But let me teach you a lesson first!"

His fist, coated in an ink-like shadow, was sent to Yoma's stomach! The speed and strength behind the attack caused shockwaves to materialize and great winds to be summoned!

"I won this spa—" Nathan couldn't finish his words. He'd expected his sparring partner to be sent hurling into the air, but the person in front of him exploded in a splash of water the moment his fist connected.

Nathan's body was drenched.

"Not yet," Apollo's voice echoed, coming from everywhere.

The Kleinford family head looked around him and saw dozens of Yomas with their hands raised, pointing at him.

"Hydra Mirage?" he muttered in surprise—a famous technique that every Great Serpent martial student tried to learn but failed.

There's a rumor that Headmaster Axton can only create about ten or eleven clones, but what he's seeing right now is beyond that!

Dozens of clones, all lifelike and having the same presence as the original. No, right now, all of them were genuine Yoma.

But when Mathias and Bel saw the scene, they both wore the same expression. They felt a deep familiarity with it, as if they'd seen the scene before.

"Father… this technique, there's only one person I know who can do this," Bel whispered.

"I know," Mathias nodded. "Seems like we have been fooled."