It carried the same calm expression, the same restrained aura, and the same hidden depth of power that lay beneath the surface. Even the subtle fluctuations of energy within its body mirrored his own perfectly, leaving no room for deception or misjudgment.
Max studied it carefully, his eyes narrowing slightly as he took in every detail. "Seems like an exact replica of mine. Even the aura it is releasing as same as mine."
This made Max wondered how the Celestial Forge Pavilion managed to create this trial. He was very curious about it.
There was no difference between them on the surface.
There was no flaw.
If he wished to win, he could not rely on what he already possessed.
He had to go beyond it. "Let's see if it can utilize the full power of the Saint Origin Sword Art."
A slow breath left his lips as his grip on the sword tightened.
Then the aura around him began to change.
