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As Leo walked back toward the contender stands, the roaring applause still echoing behind him, Captain Yu Shen passed him on the way to the arena, their gazes meeting briefly in passing.
Yu Shen gave him a subtle, approving nod, mouthing the words, "Good work, Skyshard", as"Thanks," Leo muttered back, his voice low and flat as he continued without slowing, his steps unhurried as he returned to the Rodova bench.
He sat down with a quiet exhale, the adrenaline finally beginning to drain from his limbs.
That had been close.
Too close.
Had he been one moment slower, Jahong's blade might have pierced his chest instead of flying backward.
But before he could sink too deep into reflection—
*WHAP!*
A sharp slap landed between his shoulder blades.
"Nice flip, assassin boy," Su Yang said with a smug grin, stretching his arms like a man clocking out for the day. "You made that elf do cartwheels."
Leo didn't respond, only exhaled through his nose.
But Su Yang wasn't done.
Sliding behind him without warning, Su Yang gripped Leo's shoulders and started what could generously be called a massage—though it felt more like an interrogation technique.
Leo flinched. "What the hell are you doing?"
"Shut up and let me build my highlight reel," Su Yang replied coolly, his thumbs digging in harder than necessary.
"Yu Shen's about to finish this fight alone, so this is probably my only shot of getting any screen time today." He said, as the jumbotron suddenly cut to the Rodova bench, as if on cue.
"Look at that camaraderie! You love to see it—" Derek said over the speakers, as Su Yang purposefully held back from looking towards the cameras, as he tried to look as candid as possible while kneading Leo's shoulders with the enthusiasm of a gym bro.
Meanwhile, Leo sat stiffly, squinting like he was bracing for impact, as–
*SNAP*
Camera flashes fired. The media houses got their feel good article and the crowd chuckled, their cheers mixing with warm laughter as the scene played out.
It was a rare moment of levity between two warriors.
And even Leo, despite the pain, let the ghost of a smirk pull at the edge of his lips, as he couldn't help but feel amused at the lengths Su Yang went just for some silly footage.
However, this attention did not last long, as soon the cameras cut back to Yu Shen, who wielded his dual swords with lethal intent, as his opponent quaked before him.
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"Begin—"
The referee announced, as the audience expected an entertaining fight.
However, to their absolute shock, there wasn't even a moment's struggle, as Yu Shen started and ended the match within nine seconds.
His bloodline trait, [Suppression], activated the moment the bout began, freezing his opponent in place—locking his muscles tight and rendering him unable to move.
All the poor fighter could do was stand there, paralyzed, watching in horror as Yu Shen strolled toward him at a leisurely pace and rested his blade against his neck to end the match before it ever truly began.
"Sorry, little mutt… you might be a good tank, but you're not cut out for the big leagues," Yu Shen said coldly, ending the match with a final, cutting insult—as the crowd grabbed their hair in disbelief.
"Whoa— that was short!" Derek exclaimed.
"Seems like Nature's turtle strategy is backfiring hard," Lee added. "If their tanks can't buy them time, then what are they even here for?"
"No matter how weak their regulars were compared to Yu Shen, they'd have lasted longer than nine seconds, that much I can guarantee you!" Derek said in disbelief.
"'Sorry, mutt, you're not built for the big leagues'—sums it up just right, it's a brutal comment to make to a warrior, but in this case it's unequivocally true."
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After Yu Shen took out the first, the next shield paladin entered the arena.
This time it was Joni, the bulkiest of the Shield Paladins, covered head-to-toe in silver-blue armor, his tower shield crackling with defensive runes.
The referee didn't waste time.
"Begin!" He announced, as Yu Shen dashed in again, his movements impossibly fast for a master warrior to follow, as Joni simply activated the skill—[Iron Fortress]—and reinforced his stance with mana, hunkering down like a wall of steel.
His strategy was to weather as much punishment as he could and buy his team some time, however, he had clearly not expected just how hard Yu Shen was about to hit him.
*BOOM–*
With a flick of the wrist, Yu Shen's blade glowed with force and slashed clean through the shield's center, cracking both the weapon and the will behind it.
Joni staggered, stunned—before Yu Shen's follow-up strike landed on his chestplate, knocking the wind out of him and ending the fight, as Yu Shen stepped on his defeated chest while pointing a sword to his throat.
"Winner Yu Shen! Rodova gets the point—" The referee announced, as Joni was immediately carried out of the arena, while Maher made his way in.
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"Begin!"
The referee announced, once Maher the last filler Shield Paladin took his starting spot, as interestingly, instead of staying rooted to his spot and defending, Maher roared and charged like a raging bull.
"Aghhh—-" He yelled, as he swung down his massive shield with a [Mana Slam], as Yu Shen ducked under it with ease and slid in with a diagonal arc—his blade cutting through Maher's shoulder guard and spinning him to the ground like a rag doll.
"Fight over— Yu Shen wins!" The referee announced once again, as Yu Shen stunned the crowd by how effortlessly he defeated his opponents.
As the three filler tanks did not even last two minutes against him total.
"Three fights. Three knockouts," Lee said, shaking his head.
"Yu Shen is unstoppable!"
"It all comes down to Orion now… can he pull off what Leo Skyshard did against Button Academy and clutch a win for his team?" Derek asked, as Orion returned to the field—his expression tense, his breathing still uneven, and his mana reserves clearly not yet recovered.
"This is bad," Lee muttered. "Orion's walking back out there with potentially less than half his peak mana reserve… and Yu Shen looks like he's just getting warmed up—"
"Yeah, Lee, it doesn't look good for Orion at all—" Derek concurred as Orion took his starting spot and muttered the brave words–
"Let's do this!"
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As soon as their fight began, Orion summoned [Flaming Orbs] again, but they sputtered—smaller, weaker than before, as Yu Shen didn't give him time to set the field.
He charged in low, striking from the side as Orion raised a partial [Stone Wall]—but it cracked on impact.
The Elf slid back, already drenched in sweat, pulling up a gust with [Wind Pulse] to buy room.
However, Yu Shen tore through it with brute strength.
[Water Wall]
Orion pulled up a last-ditch water wall to slow down Yu Shen's charge, before doubling down with a [Water Snare] to trip Yu Shen if he made his way through.
However, Yu Shen jumped over the water wall entirely with a weird mobility technique and landed right before Orion, having bypassed his trap.
"Oh shit—" Orion cursed, as he tried to run away by flying off.
However, Yu Shen stepped forward again, not giving Orion a breath of space, and this time swept low, feinted high, and then slammed his blade into the elf's exposed midsection with a thunderous [Breaker Slash].
THUMP—
Orion hit the ground hard, groaning, as his passive mana protection barrier that protected his body at all times started to flicker and show signs of weakening.
'This is bad–' He thought, as he turned and tried to summon yet another [Elemental Spiral] to hopefully attack Yu Shen and change the momentum of this fight.
However, before his move could materialize, Yu Shen broke his nose through the blunt end of his blade, and followed it up by pointing a sword to his neck to end the fight.
"Winner—Yu Shen of Rodova!"
The referee declared, pushing him off Orion, as the crowd roared in approval.
*ROAR*
The crowd erupted with wild cheers as the Jumbotron displayed the final result in massive gold letters:
RODOVA WINS — 5:1
"Unbelievable. Yu Shen just wiped out four fighters in a row," Derek shouted.
"Nature gambled—and lost," Lee added. "Their turtle strategy didn't just fail—it cost them the match."
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The other Quarterfinal matchups proved just as entertaining as Rodova's clash, with the rising level of competition turning every battle into a spectacle of grit and skill.
However, despite the intensity, there were no major upsets this time around.
Clarence Academy, Geneva Academy, and Thumba Academy all secured their victories, resulting in a highly anticipated—yet predictable—semi-final lineup.
Rodova would now face Clarence in a long-awaited showdown, while Geneva prepared to clash with Thumba in the other bracket.
"And that's it from our end today folks— Stay Tuned for the after-match analysis with Matt and Tommy, and see you all tomorrow for the Semi-finals" Derek said, as he signed off for the night, bringing an official close to today's fighting.
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(Inside the Rodova Team Villa)
Minerva lay resting in one of the villa's spacious lounges, her breathing steady yet shallow as Rodova's private medical team moved quietly around her, working with practiced precision.
Though the Sky-God Arena's emergency staff had stabilized her immediately after the match, Orion's final strike had left damage deeper than what could be treated on-site, as now, it was up to the academy's elite doctors to oversee her full recovery—though even with their expertise, time did not seem to be on their side.
Standing nearby with his arms crossed and his brows furrowed, Yu Shen finally asked what had been weighing on him the whole time.
"What's the verdict? Will she be back at full strength tomorrow? Or should we sit her out?"
The question caused everyone in the living room to turn dead silent, as the lead doctor glanced up, his expression apologetic.
"She'll recover to about 80% by morning. But there will be faint pain while moving.
She can push past it and still put up a good performance, but that will delay her healing speed significantly.
It's best if you let her rest tomorrow, so that she can be back to her best for the finals—" The doctor suggested, as Yu Shen let out a slow sigh and shook his head in dismay.
"No. We can't let her fight if she's not at 100%.
We definitely need her fully fit for the finals—" He muttered to himself, before turning towards Su Yang and Leo, as he locked eyes with both of them.
"It's on us now, boys, we don't let Minerva step in tomorrow unless it's absolutely necessary." Yu Shen instructed, as Su Yang leaned back with a casual grin, raising his hand for a dramatic stretch.
"Aye. Always ready to solo the enemy team if you'd just let me. I mean, I've had one damn appearance so far." He said, registering his protest, as Leo let out a quiet chuckle beside him.
Su Yang had been whining for the past hour, jealous that Leo got to fight while he sat idle, as he felt itching for a fight.
Hence when presented with a chance to fire shots at Yu Shen's lack of fighter rotation, Su Yang took it with both arms.
"Oh you'll get your turn to fight tomorrow, Yang," Yu Shen said with a faint smirk. "You're opening for us—"
"Yes! About damn time I see some actual action!" Su Yang said, perking up instantly, as he flashed a victorious 'V' sign.
But the moment of joy did not last long for him, as Yu Shen followed that announcement with a cold warning—
"But remember... if we win tomorrow, your next match will probably be against Su Ran and Geneva."
As listening to those words, Su Yang's expression changed immediately— as all the happiness was wiped off his face.
"So unless you want to fight him like Minerva—running at 80%—keep yourself in one piece tomorrow." Yu Shen warned, as Su Yang scoffed at his remarks.
If there was one person Su Yang despised more than anyone in the universe, it was Su Ran.
And for him, defeating that man wasn't just a professional courtesy.
It was personal.
"Don't worry…. I'll fight Su Ran at 120%, even if I had both my legs chopped off.
That lowborn's only purpose for existence is to be stomped down by me when the situation calls for it–" Su Yang said, as he sat back down with his arms crossed and seemed to be all charged up for tomorrow's fight.
'This idiot is surprisingly easy to manipulate—' Leo thought at this moment, as while Su Yang was an excellent fighter, who was undoubtedly street smart and not a dumb fool, when the topic of conversation was about his nobility, or genetic superiority, he responded like a spoilt child.
It was a topic he could just not walk away from, and that made it very easy to manipulate his emotions or fire him up, which Yu Shen did beautifully right now.
By mentioning his brother and their impending fight should they win tomorrow, he had now ensured that Su Yang would not only win tomorrow, but also be mindful to preserve his body, as his real clash was against Su Ran the day after.
'Yep, Yu Shen is a good captain—' Leo concluded, as he gave the Captain a small nod of acknowledgement, the next time their eyes met.
—----------
(Meanwhile, at an undisclosed military base)
With every performance Leo delivered on the battlefield, Commander Jackson's desire to recruit him into the Universal Army grew stronger.
But the deeper he dug into Leo's past… the less any of it made sense.
"So let me get this straight," Jackson said, his voice sharp with disbelief. "The Department of Transportation claims the payment to Leo Skyshard came through a training incentive—supposedly on behalf of the local government of Terra Nova?"
His assistant nodded grimly.
"But when you contacted the Terra Nova officials directly, they said they're actually suing Leo Skyshard for fraud and for disclosing classified information?"
Another nod.
"And the photo in his government file doesn't match his face?"
"Correct, sir."
"No record of the case being registered in the Universal Court system?"
"None, sir. It's like it never existed."
Jackson's jaw clenched.
"And the investigating officer who filed the original report—he just happened to die yesterday during a standard patrol?"
"Yes. Routine incident, or so they claim."
Jackson leaned back in his chair, exhaling slowly.
"This is ridiculous. We're going in circles. Nothing lines up. Not the records. Not the photo. Not even the damn charges. And now the one guy who might've cleared it up is conveniently dead?"
He scoffed, eyes narrowing as he stared at the scrambled report in front of him.
"What even is this convoluted garbage?"
Jackson said, as he massaged his brows, trying to make sense of this massive mess.
"The most likely explanation is that, someone powerful has gone to great lengths to try and hide Leo's past.
This can either be work of the main branch of the Mu Clan. Where they picked up the identity of 'Leo Skyshard' from an actual living person on the planet of Terra Nova, who might be a fugitive needing to start a new life, so he just sold his identity and name to the Mu Clan, for their help in starting new.
Or this can be work of the Evil Cult trying to plant a sleeper agent within our fold.
However, considering how he cleared the background check for both Rodova Military Academy and Horizon Dominion Group, it's unlikely that the boy has any ties to the Evil Cult.
Then again, his memory loss might've helped him slip past the psychological evaluations…"—-" Jackson said, as he clicked his tongue.
"This dead officers report….. He mentions here that a woman named 'Muiyan Faye' helped Leo Skyshard evade the authorities and escape the planet before his arrest.
Go look into her…..
Who is this Muiyan Faye?
I feel like if we find who she works for, we will know who exactly facilitated Leo's identity cover-up" Jackson instructed, as the assistant saluted him once before leaving the room curtly.
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(Semi-Finals – Sky-God Arena, Match 1)
"Good morning, ladies and gentlemen!" Derek's voice rang out across the Sky-God Dome, clear and energized.
"Welcome to Day Six of the Interstellar Circuits, and more importantly—welcome to the first Semi-Final match!"
"The air's different today, Derek," Lee added smoothly. "You can feel it. This is no longer just a tournament—it's a war between the four finest academies in the galaxy, all fighting for a spot in the grand finals."
"And what a way to kick things off!" Derek continued. "It's Rodova Military Academy versus Clarence Military Academy—two powerhouse teams that have proven themselves at every stage so far."
"This match might very well be more intense than the finals, Derek," Lee said with a grin. "Because we have inside information confirming that Rodova's star archer, Minerva, is not match-fit today. Despite being present on the Rodova bench, she is reportedly not expected to be rotated in."
"That's right," Derek confirmed. "Minerva took a heavy blow during the quarterfinals, and although Rodova's doctors have done everything they could to get her back to peak condition, she's reportedly not recovered enough to be subbed in."
"That effectively makes this a pure three-versus-three showdown," Lee noted. "Three Grandmasters from Rodova, versus three Grandmasters from Clarence—and that, folks, is about as even as a fight gets."
"You're not wrong," Derek said. "And if you look back a few months, Clarence came within a hair of defeating Geneva Academy in the Pre-Circuits Friendlies. That tells you everything you need to know about their caliber."
"This could be Rodova's toughest test yet," Lee agreed. "They might not even make it to the finals this year—"
At this point, there was a brief pause in the commentary as the camera feed cut to a sweeping overhead shot of the packed Sky-God Dome, showcasing the thunderous crowd in all its glory.
"And how do you know it's the Semi-Finals?" Derek asked rhetorically. "You know it because of the very special spectators joining us here today."
"Sitting high up in the Royal Box is none other than Monarch Chris Sanders," Lee announced. "He's here today with his harem of beautiful women, enjoying the fights the brave young warriors put before him"
"And just a few rows over," Derek added, "we also have the acting head of the Du Clan—Patriarch Du Marino himself— and just look at that aura, Lee. You can practically feel it through the screen."
"The gravity in the arena definitely shifted when he walked in," Lee said. "Undoubtedly one of the most important people in the universe currently, and he's here today to support his son Du Tufan, from Geneva"
"That man isn't just powerful—he's a walking legacy. And speaking of legacy, both academy principals are also here today, sitting side by side. They're waving to the crowd now, putting on a smile—but you know they're feeling every inch of pressure deep down."
As the camera returned to the center of the battlefield, the arena lights dimmed just slightly—before flaring again in a golden hue as the first fighter emerged.
"And there he comes!" Derek announced, his voice surging with excitement. "Out walks Su Yang for Rodova! The Academy's underclassmen prodigy, who seems to be given the very important task of scoring that first win, by Captain Yu Shen!"
"I think that's a brilliant choice by Captain Yu Shen, we haven't seen much of Su Yang's skills at all in this tournament so far.
And hence, he can pull off some interesting surprises now that could throw Clarence fighters off their game plan—" Lee added, as Su Yang pumped his fist in the air to hype up the crowd who were chanting his name in support.
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SU YANG!
SU YANG!
SU YANG!
The crowd erupted into thunderous chants, his name echoing across the arena as Su Yang stepped out onto the stage—and he basked in every second of it.
"Yeah, baby! Now that's what I'm talking about!" he shouted, pumping his fist in the air, flashing his signature grin as he played to the roaring audience.
Unlike the more reserved fighters who shrank under the spotlight, Su Yang thrived in it. He didn't just tolerate the attention—he fed off it as moments like this were exactly what he prayed for, as the energy of the crowd only made him stronger.
GU LAN!
GU LAN!
GU LAN!
The Clarence supporters chanted as his much tinier opponent walked out into the arena with a mage staff in hand.
Compared to Su Yang who looked like a demon in human form, his 5'8'' opponent looked like a baby in comparison, as the size difference was almost comical.
"Hello brother Su…. May the best fighter amongst us win—" Gu Lan said in a meek voice, as Su Yang instantly frowned.
"Agh shut-up tiny, I'm gonna smash you to a pulp! So stop with the kindness—" Su Yang replied, as the Rodova Supporters and the Neutrals roared at his comments.
"Alright, enough smack talk…. Take your positions—" The referee instructed, as both Su Yang and Gu Lan took their starting spots, allowing the referee to signal for the start of the match.
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"Begin—"
As soon as the referee's voice rang out, Gu Lan wasted no time, launching himself 40 feet into the air in a graceful vertical ascent, his robe fluttering beneath him as he rose higher.
"Gu Lan takes to the skies immediately!" Derek narrated. "He's trying to gain control of the field from the start by going airborne!"
"He's gone all the way up to the legal arena limits, at 40 feet.
And although flying so high will constantly drain his mana, it's worth it if it gives him more time to prepare his spells—" Lee added, as it seemed like Gu Lan's game plan was to stay out of Su Yang's reach initially and take his time to prepare some of his stronger spells.
However, Su Yang didn't even blink when he saw Gu Lan rise so high, as with a sharp breath and a flex of his calves, he exploded upward in a vertical leap that shattered expectations.
*BOOM—!*
A shockwave erupted from the ground as Su Yang soared after him, using a movement skill called [Double Jump] to gain a second burst of lift mid-air.
"Wait, what?! Su Yang's in the air!" Derek gasped. "That's [Double Jump]! He's attempting to close down a 40-foot gap with pure leg strength and a mid-air technique!"
"Gu Lan's whole game plan just got shredded," Lee added. "He thought he'd get more time to prepare his spells if he went airborne, however, he surely did not expect this kind of vertical reach by Su Yang. What a display of athleticism by the Rodova Youngster!"
*SHUA*
Still in mid-air, Su Yang raised his sword and brought it crashing down toward Gu Lan like a falling meteor, as eyes wide with panic, Gu Lan hastily conjured [Arcane Dome], the shimmering barrier forming just in time to absorb the brunt of the descending blow.
*BOOOOM—!*
The collision sent a ripple of energy across the air, as Gu Lan was thrown downward like a comet, crashing into the ground below.
*Crash*
The impact created a shallow crater of sand, and while Gu Lan emerged from it mostly unharmed thanks to his barrier, his composure was visibly shaken.
He'd thought he could dictate the pace, however, he was now on the back foot before his first spell could even charge.
"That was surely not the opening Gu Lan wanted," Derek said. "He was planning to wear Su Yang down from the air—but that vertical dominance is gone now."
"And look at Su Yang," Lee added. "He's not even breathing hard. He just jumped to the legal flight ceiling and forced Gu Lan into a grounded exchange. But he doesn't even look fazed"
*TAP*
At this moment, Su Yang landed lightly in front of his stunned opponent, rolling his neck, as he smiled casually.
"What's the matter, high-flyer?" he taunted, tapping his blade on his shoulder. "Out of altitude?"
Gu Lan didn't answer. His hands flickered with light as he prepared a new spell, but the smile on Su Yang's face only widened.
The real fight had only just begun, and Su Yang wanted to put on a power show for his fans.
He had not gotten a proper chance to shine in this tournament so far, so he was taking this opportunity to do exactly that.
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(Sky-God Arena, Semi Final Match-1)
"[Gale Palm]—!"
Gu Lan yelled, thrusting his staff forward as a powerful burst of wind exploded outward.
*FWOOSH—!*
The force hit Su Yang square in the chest, pushing him back several meters across the sand as Gu Lan quickly ran backwards, trying to widen the distance between himself and Su Yang.
However, Su Yang only grinned as he stopped himself with a firm stomp, before raising his sword high into the air as he prepared for a retaliatory move.
"[Mountain Splitting Slash]--"
He yelled as he brought his blade down with terrifying force, and from the tip of his sword, a massive wave of compressed mana exploded forward, that looked like a tidal arc of destruction capable of tearing even a mountain in half.
*BOOOOOOM—!*
Gu Lan's eyes flared as he activated [Rapid Movement], vanishing just before the sword slash collided with him.
Instead, the attack slammed into the arena wall behind, carving a deep gash into the reinforced alloy, as it rattled the surrounding stands.
*Crack—!*
*Tremor*
"Oooo—" the audience yelled, grabbing onto the edge of their seats, as the shaking only increased their excitement for the fight.
Dust and debris flew from the explosion, but Gu Lan had already reappeared to Su Yang's left, panting, as he raised his staff once more to conjure a new attack.
"[Elemental Summon: Tri-Fury]--"
He said, as he summoned three orbs, one of fire, one of wind and one of lightning, before sending them towards Su Yang—first from above, then from the side and the last straight on.
However, despite the terrifying attack coming his way, Su Yang did not even so much as flinch, as he sidestepped the overhead strike.
Deflected the second.
And charged straight through the third.
*CRACKLE—!*
The lightning orb slammed into his blade, the metal surface getting momentarily charged as it emitted sparks, however, it did not slow Su Yang's speed at all.
He burst forward again, faster now, footwork refined, aggression dialed up.
As Gu Lan panicked, feeling helpless as he saw one of his better attacks neutralized so easily by his opponent.
[Horizontal Dash]
At this point, Su Yang used Horizontal Dash to cover the distance between himself and Gu Lan in the blink of an eye, as Gu Lan was forced to respond with—
[Arcane Dome] as he created a net of safety around himself.
*BOOM—!*
Su Yang swung with all his momentum, as under his ridiculous power, the dome cracked slightly under the very first blow.
*BOOM—*
A second swing, as he widened that crack even more.
*SHATTER—!*
The dome exploded into shards of light on the third swing, as Gu Lan stumbled back, panic in his eyes as he tried to create space again, but Su Yang was already upon him.
"Try running now," Su Yang muttered, as he spun on his heels, putting all the force of his hips behind this slash, as he conjured the move [Spiral Fang].
*FWOOOSH—*
His blade surged with rotating energy as he cleaved horizontally with a spiraling strike that slammed into Gu Lan's gut and sent him hurtling across the field like a ragdoll.
*CRASH—!*
Gu Lan hit the ground hard, skipping across the sand, as his staff went flying off his hand, before he rolled to a stop, groaning and bleeding with a gnarly wound to his midsection.
The crowd held their breath, wondering if Gu Lan could continue, however, as he struggled to get back up, the referee immediately stepped in.
"Winner—Su Yang of Rodova!"
The referee declared, signalling for the medics to rush in, as
*ROAAAAAAR—!*
The audience erupted in approval.
"Now that… was a dominant victory," Derek finally said, his voice low with awe.
"You thought Leo Skyshard was the only impressive underclassmen that Rodova had? Well think again—" Lee added, as Su Yang sheathed his sword and turned to the crowd, raising both arms as the chants began anew—
SU YANG!
SU YANG!
SU YANG!
The crowd roared, as he pumped his fists to hype them up once more, just like he did before the fight began.
"Keep the energy flowing guys, Rodova needs your support!" He said, clapping and hyping, as he waited to see which fighter from Clarence stepped up next, before tagging out.
To nobody's surprise, the number two fighter to step up, was Clarence team captain and their most impressive fighter, Jessica Jones, the peerless spearmaster, as once her entry was confirmed, Su Yang signalled for the referee to tag him out.
"Change— Rodova!"
The referee announced as Su Yang began his walk back to the bench, at a leisurely pace.
At the same time, Leo stepped out onto the battlefield, his eyes locked on the arena ahead.
*CLAP*
Their hands met in a crisp high-five as they crossed paths—an unspoken exchange of respect between warriors.
"Give her hell," Su Yang muttered with a menacing grin, as Leo didn't reply, but only grinned back slightly.
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"It's spearmaster Jessica who walks out for Clarence after their opening match defeat, however, surprisingly it's Leo Skyshard who has been sent to face her by Captain Yu Shen…. And I'm not sure if it's a sound strategic move? But what do you think Derek?" Lee said, as Derek let out a long sigh.
"Tough…. I don't know what Yu Shen's thinking here. Leo Skyshard fights with a dagger as his primary choice of weapon and although he's fast, he's at a massive range disadvantage against a fighter like Jessica.
I'm not sure what Yu Shen's hoping for here…. Because tactically this looks like a blunder," Derek replied, as he did not seem convinced by Rodova's choice to send Leo.
"Jessica is also their strongest fighter…. Underestimating her could prove costly for Rodova, as instead of sending their best fighters Yu Shen, they've sent an inexperienced underclassman to face her—"
"Could Yu Shen be scared of Jessica? Does he want Leo to weaken her before facing her himself?" Lee wondered, as the commentators were left scratching their heads on why exactly had Leo been sent for this fight.
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Jessica blinked in disbelief as Leo stepped forward to face her, as a sharp, self-deprecating laugh escaped her lips.
"Seriously?" she scoffed, her grip tightening around her spear. "Yu Shen sent you? An underclassman to face me? Is that how little he thinks of me?"
Her voice was laced with fury as she dropped into a low stance, the tip of her spear digging into the sand.
Leo didn't answer.
He simply narrowed his eyes, tilting his head slightly with a look that said it all, as he made the 'Bitch, please—' expression.
He offered no words of retort, no theatrics.
As frankly, He did not give a rat's ass about how insulted she felt.
Because, if she thought she deserved a better opponent than him, she was about to get one hell of a reality check.
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"Fighter's ready? Begin—-"
The referee announced, as both Leo and Jessica carefully approached one another at a steady pace.
Neither opted for a reckless opening, as both of them were far too seasoned to squander the first exchange.
They circled one another cautiously, their feet sliding silently across the sand-grip surface, as the subtle shifts in weight betrayed nothing, yet suggested everything.
Jessica, gripping her spear with practiced finesse, was the first to probe the waters, as she lunged forward and delivered two precise jabs aimed at Leo's center of mass.
*Swoosh*
*Swoosh*
She delivered the attack with enough speed to punish a lesser fighter, but Leo just swayed away from the first and sidestepped the second with unbothered ease, as though her attacks had no more significance to him than gusts of wind did to an unmoving boulder.
Then—
In the same fluid breath, Leo flicked his wrist and sent a dagger hurtling toward her neck, as he forced Jessica to deflect it at point-blank range.
*Clang—*
The sound of metal rang out sharply, as Leo's blade ricocheted off harmlessly to the side.
This brief exchange told both fighters everything they needed to know about the other— as Jessica now knew Leo was fast, much faster than most, and Leo confirmed what he'd already suspected: that Jessica's spear control and reaction time were the real deal.
*Step*
Both disengaged by a half-step simultaneously, before planting their feet with a renewed resolve as the first moment of true offense unfolded.
[Overbearing Thrust]—
Jessica called aloud, as her spear shimmered with coiled energy and the air around its tip exploded into a spiraling gale.
But Leo had already melted from view by then.
[Vanish]
He slipped through the veil of vision, fading into invisibility mid-motion as the swirling force tore past where he'd been a fraction of a second earlier, slamming into the reinforced arena wall with a deafening boom, drawing a hiss from the barrier enchantments and a fresh wave of adrenaline from the crowd.
Jessica spun on instinct, sensing the danger approaching from behind—yet before her spear could fully turn, Leo reappeared in a blur, his twin daggers flashing toward her flank, but she parried the first and forced space with a sweeping arc that kept him from pressing further.
"You're quick," she muttered, resetting her stance, her knuckles tightening.
"You're loud," Leo replied, already circling her again, as he looked for a new opening.
However, Jessica didn't wait for another exchange to play out on Leo's terms, as she suddenly surged forward with a lateral burst of movement that kicked up a wave of sand behind her, her spear spinning in a practiced flourish before she unleashed [Piercing Crescent]—a horizontal slash of mana-laced pressure that hummed violently through the air like a sonic blade.
But Leo, anticipating the momentum shift, invoked [Blade Switch] at the last second, as his entire form flickered as he swapped positions with a secondary dagger he'd thrown moments prior behind her blind spot.
*Swoop*
Leo reappeared with a low crouch and his real blade drawn back for a clean counter.
Yet Jessica with her superior reflexes and impressive speed twisted into a back-kick the instant she felt the air shift behind her, as her boot grazed Leo's chest just enough to send him sliding back a few paces across the sand, as she narrowly avoided his perfect counter.
However, to her annoyance, despite being pushed back, Leo did not lose his footing, as his balance remained steady and perfect giving her no openings to exploit.
"OOOO—-"
The crowd gasped, sensing the tension rise, as both fighters re-assumed their original fighting stance without so much as a breath wasted.
Then—
Jessica lunged again, this time chaining [Triple Fang] into her charge—as she unleashed a series of rapid-fire thrusts that targeted Leo's throat, heart, and abdomen in such swift succession that the naked eye couldn't even keep pace.
Yet, Leo, activating [Parallel Processing], improved his movement speed and instincts to their limits, as he twisted his upper torso to avoid the first thrust, lowered into a roll to evade the second, and parried the third with a braced dagger strike that reverberated through his wrist, but helped evade the danger.
"Persistent," Leo muttered under his breath, as he feigned retreat, baiting Jessica forward with a half-faltered step.
And to his joy, Jessica took the bait, closing the gap again with a short hop and a vertical stab—this one powered with a sudden pulse of wind mana—but just as her spear tip was about to land, Leo invoked [Celestial Veil], as the transparent barrier covered his frame in a mere instant, and deflected Jessica's spear harmlessly off his body.
"What?" Jessica muttered in disbelief, as she did not even understand the origin of the mystical barrier that saved Leo's body or when Leo even conjured it?
As she stepped back in confusion, only for a heartbeat, trying to figure out what exactly went down, however, a heartbeat was all that Leo needed.
Leo surged forward with no illusions this time, as he ducked under her recovering guard and thrust upward with his dagger—forcing Jessica to intercept the blow mid-air with the bottom of her spear, which cracked under the collision of mana-forged steel and reinforced wood.
Still holding her ground, Jessica retaliated with [Heaven's Thrust], a concentrated mana-infused lunge meant to pierce through barriers and end fights clean—but Leo's eyes narrowed, his breathing calmed, and his entire frame locked into place as he chose to receive the strike head-on.
[Full Counter].
As her spear collided with the core of his stance, Leo channeled all the gathered kinetic energy through his frame and redirected it with brutal efficiency, flipping the force of her blow back into her own body with a shattering pulse of mana that traveled up her spear, into her arms, and across her chest like a sonic wave laced with thunder.
Jessica gasped as her body flew backward, her feet dragging deep ruts in the sand before she lost all balance and crashed into the far edge of the battlefield, her spear tumbling from her grip as her armor sparked violently from the feedback.
*Silence—*
The entire sky-god arena went silent for a beat.
As the camera cut to a half-and-half shot of both Leo and Jessica.
And while Leo looked hurt from the counter, which was evident with how he was bleeding through his nose and mouth, he was still standing with his eyes looking strong, while Jessica struggled to get back up to her feet.
"Fighter, can you continue? Please stand up within the next five seconds, if you can—" The referee instructed, as he gave her a five count.
"One…"
"Two…."
"Three…."
The entire crowd counted alongside him, with the Clarence fans praying that she'd rise and the Rodova fans hoping that she wouldn't.
However, the referee counted to four and then to five.
And Jessica failed to get up in time, as the injuries she racked up just seemed to be too much for her to recover from.
"Winner—Leo Skyshard of Rodova!" the referee shouted at that moment, just as Jessica groaned and rolled to her side, defeated but conscious, as she felt her pride to be more battered than her body.
*ROAR*
*CHEERS*
The crowd erupted into frenzied applause, the sound crashing over the arena like a tidal wave of disbelief and awe, as Leo relaxed his shoulders in victory.
Blood still trickled from his lip, but his eyes remained locked in that cold, unfazed stare, as he looked down on Jessica and said "Still think you're good enough to face our Captain? Or was I enough?"
His remark, of course, drew a number of cheers from the Rodova fanbase.
However, he didn't care about the applause. He just wanted her to remember who she'd called unworthy
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(Sky-God Arena – Semi-Final Match 1 Continued)
"Jessica Jones is down… and Leo Skyshard walks away victorious, putting Rodova Academy 2–0 up in the semi-finals," Derek announced, his voice edged with disbelief, the weight of what had just unfolded still sinking in.
"I don't think anyone saw this coming—not like this," Lee added, leaning forward. "Not with this level of clinical precision. That was a surprisingly dominant performance from the youngster…as someone ought to stand up and applaud him, because that fight was undoubtedly one for the history books."
"That fight wasn't a brawl. It was a calculated dismantling," Derek continued. "Leo never rushed, never overextended. He baited, he read, he reacted—and when the moment came, he finished it without hesitation."
"Flawless awareness. Ruthless execution. This is the Assassin Class at its most refined. And while you can argue over who the strongest fighter in this tournament is, I don't think anyone would question that Leo Skyshard is, without a doubt, the most dangerous assassin on the circuit."
"Well said," Lee replied, letting out a dry chuckle. "There's something terrifying about that lad, isn't there? You watch him move, you see the silence in his decisions—the poise. This kid's going places. You can feel it in your bones. If he's like this now… what will he be a year from today?"
As the camera shifted to the Rodova bench, Leo could be seen quietly taking his seat, his eyes already fixed once more on the center of the field, blood on his lips but no hint of emotion in his gaze as usual.
"Unlucky for him… he can't receive any medical treatment just yet, despite the injuries he's sustained—because for now, he's still an active participant in this round." Derek said, his tone dipping slightly as he added one final note about Leo, before Yu Shen's fight began.
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*Step*
*Step*
And just like that, Yu Shen stepped onto the battlefield.
Unhurried.
Unshaken.
As there seemed to be no pressure in his stride—only purpose.
Rodova was already in a strong position, with both Su Yang and Leo securing victories in the opening bouts.
So even if he were to fall here, the juniors had already paved the path forward—and as long as he left his opponent wounded enough, Rodova would remain in control.
However, in contrast, his opponent walked with a long face, worry etched into his very soul, as he knew that everything was essentially on him now to somehow help Clarence claw a win back.
"It's Satoru Miu taking on Yu Shen now, and it's a battle between two dual sword wielders with a very similar fighting style–" Lee announced, as Satoru unsheathed both his swords and assumed a cross blade fighting stance.
"Fighters ready?"
"Begin—"
The referee's voice echoed, and instantly, both men shot forward with a flash of movement, the air cracking behind them from the sheer force of their acceleration.
*CLANG—!*
Their twin blades collided at the center of the battlefield in a blinding flurry, sparks bursting into the air as metal grated against metal, each strike delivered with deadly precision.
Yu Shen's expression remained unreadable, his feet rooted with iron discipline as he pivoted cleanly and swung for Satoru's side. But Satoru blocked with his left-hand blade and countered with a diagonal slash, forcing Yu Shen to hop back half a step.
Then—
[Snowpiercer]
Yu Shen slashed the air with his right blade, conjuring a jagged crescent of razor-thin ice that shimmered like glass as it carved a deadly path toward Satoru.
But Satoru spun sideways, narrowly avoiding the arc, his boots grinding into the sand as he retaliated with [Windflayer Waltz]—a twin-blade technique that unleashed three rotating wind-edged strikes in rapid succession.
Yu Shen blocked the first, parried the second, and leaned under the third, his cape flaring behind him from the residual pressure—before he drove his knee into Satoru's gut and pushed him back with a palm strike that crackled with freezing mana.
*CRACK—*
*HISS—*
Frost spread rapidly along Satoru's vest, lacing up toward his collar before he slashed through it with raw mana to prevent his upper body from freezing entirely.
"He's trying to slow him down—Yu Shen's using his ice not just offensively, but tactically," Derek commented. "If Satoru can't move fluidly, his twin-blade style will crumble."
But Satoru wasn't down yet.
With a sharp breath, he roared forward again and unleashed [Fangs of the Void]—a brutal forward rush where both his swords glowed with dark energy and left trails of black mana arcs behind every swing, as Yu Shen's eyes narrowed in panic looking at the move.
[Frigid Bloom]
A circle of frozen lotus petals erupted beneath his feet as he raised both blades and spun once, deflecting all of Satoru's strikes while simultaneously sending a pulse of freezing mist into the air that began to blot out the visibility between them.
*FWOOSH—*
The mist clung to skin and metal alike, chilling the bones and dulling one's reflexes, as the temperature within the battlefield dropped significantly.
"Damn you—!" Satoru growled as he leapt out of the mist, hoping to catch Yu Shen on the other side. But to his horror Yu Shen wasn't there.
Instead, Yu Shen was in the air, having anticipated the timing of his charge perfectly, as he came down from the top with his blades glowing in a unique blue aura.
[Blizzard Fang]
Mid-air, Yu Shen spun with both swords and from that motion, a cluster of ice spears burst outward like a frozen nova, catching Satoru off-guard as they tore into his side.
"GAH—!"
Satoru dropped like a stone, blood spraying from his hip as he buckled and tumbled into the arena floor, sliding across the sand as frost clung to his armor and joints.
*GASP–*
The audience sucked in a collective breath, as Yu Shen landed softly a moment later, his blades relaxed at his sides.
In contrast, Satoru struggled to rise after the injury, blood seeping from a deep gash along his ribs.
Still, he pushed his body up using his swords.
Still, he refused to fall.
"You… haven't won yet," he spat, pain etched into his every breath.
As Yu Shen simply shook his head in response, and replied "Oh but I have.... you just don't know it yet."
Then, with a single, unhurried step, he surged forward again—his blades spinning into a cross-shaped arc as he unleashed his final, decisive technique—
[Frozen Eclipse]
Both swords converged in a spiraling cross-slash, releasing a final burst of ice energy that crashed into Satoru's chest with an echoing roar, as it knocked him clean off his feet and sent him flying into the arena wall.
*CRASH—!*
He hit the barrier wall and slumped forward, completely still, seemingly knocked unconscious, as the referee called the match.
"Winner—Yu Shen of Rodova!"
*ROAR—*
The arena erupted as Rodova secured their third consecutive win.
"Unbelievable…" Derek whispered. "Rodova just took a massive lead in this semi-final with a clean 3-0 sweep against the three Grandmasters from Clarence!"
"Su Yang. Leo Skyshard and now Captain Yu Shen," Lee echoed. "Three fighters. Three victories. And now… their path to finals looks almost assured."
"I mean it's a given Lee, Yu Shen is making way for Su Yang to come up once again, and I don't see any possibility where Su Yang struggles against two master level warriors, when the Clarence Grandmaster he faced earlier couldn't even make him break a sweat!" Derek commented.
And just like that—less than seven minutes later—Su Yang stepped in and tore through Clarence's final two contenders without breaking a sweat, cementing Rodova's place in the Grand Finals.
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(A couple hours later, Geneva Academy Locker Room, Sky-God Arena)
Following Rodova's dominant 5–0 sweep in the first semi-final, Geneva Academy answered with a commanding performance of their own—dispatching Thumba Academy with a confident 5–1 victory to secure their place in the finals.
And yet—despite the scoreline—there was no eruption of celebration within the locker room.
No cheers.
No boasting.
Just a low hum of tension.
Because this year… Rodova was different.
In previous tournaments, a win over Rodova felt inevitable—an eventuality, not a gamble. But now? With Su Yang, Leo Skyshard, and Yu Shen in the lineup, there was no longer an easy path forward.
Five Grandmasters versus four.
On paper, Geneva still had the advantage. But when your opponents were warriors of caliber like Su Yang, Leo, and Yu Shen—three monsters who could each score multiple victories in a single round—the single Grandmaster advantage barely seemed to matter.
Hence, as the team sat down to discuss their plans for tomorrow, there was a visible tension within the locker room, as Captain Ramos sat with his arms crossed, and his eyes glued to a projection screen as he replayed highlights from Rodova's latest match.
"That kid," Ramos muttered, pausing the feed on a frame of Leo's [Full Counter] against Jessica. "This Leo Skyshard... he's a problem."
"A first-year," added Damien Aroth, "And yet he's already on par with Yu Shen. Hell, maybe even more dangerous. Did you see the calm in that counter?"
"He doesn't panic," said Mikhail Serrin.
"He doesn't hesitate. His whole style is precision. He doesn't waste energy… and has the mentality of a veteran warrior despite his young age."
"Tch," Su Ran scoffed from the corner, clearly irritated by the direction of the conversation. "Stop drooling over the bastard. You lot praise him like he is the second coming of the Monarch Dupravel, when we have the actual second coming of the Monarch, his own flesh and blood in our team."
"Well, maybe he is, I mean, no offence to Darnell…. But I don't think he could have taken on Jessica like Leo did.
Because, the last time he faced Jessica 5 months ago, Darnell was knocked out clean within 3 minutes—" Damien reminded, as he pointed out how their team had first hand experience on just how dangerous Jessica was and how hard it was to actually best her, despite how easy Leo made it seem today.
The room went still for a beat, everyone having flashbacks of their own practice fight against Clarence, as they once again realised just how terrifying Rodova were to beat that team 5-0.
"Forget about Leo…. What about Su Yang? That kid is no less impressive—" Mikhail said, as he drew attention to Su Yang, which immediately irritated Su Ran.
"Don't worry about Su Yang, I'll make sure that bastard regrets ever walking onto the field, because tomorrow, all the elders of the Su Clan, and our father will surely be watching our contest, which makes it the perfect stage for me to humiliate him—" Su Ran said with venom laced on his tongue, as Ramos scoffed sitting beside him.
"Oh? You sound awfully confident, like it's child's play to beat Su Yang.
But in case you're thinking it's going to be easy, I'll tell you now, it's not.
Su Yang is very powerful based on what he's shown so far, and you won't have an easy time against him." Ramos said dryly, as he reminded Su Ran to stay humble till he proved his competence over Su Yang.
"I sound awfully confident, because I am awfully confident!" Su Ran declared in retort, as he glared Ramos in the eyes.
"If there's one person I hate more than anyone else in this universe… It's him. And his smug whore of a mother who keeps flashing that 'legitimate wife' tag like it's holy. I was born stronger. I was born better. Even Though my mother was a commoner. And tomorrow—I'm going to prove it." Su Ran said, clenching his fists, however Ramos didn't even flinch despite his declaration.
"Alright settle down—" he said, raising his palms as he tried to calm the room.
"We're not winning this with emotion. We win this with planning and control," Ramos said firmly, his tone calm but resolute. "So here's the final formation."
"I'll open the match tomorrow—set the tone early and give us the momentum we need right out of the gate."
He glanced around the room, locking eyes with each team member to ensure they understood.
"I'll take Su Yang," Su Ran said next, his voice confident, and without hesitation.
Ramos nodded. "Good. Damien, you're in if Minerva shows."
"Perfect," Damien replied with a small smirk, raising a thumb. "She's an archer. I'm a tank. She's practically made for me."
Ramos patted him once on the shoulder before turning to the next. "Mikhail, that puts Leo in your hands."
"I've been studying his footwork all week," Mikhail answered with a quiet nod. "He's fast—faster than most—but I think I've got the necessary speed and battle acumen to shut him down."
Finally, Ramos turned to the one person he didn't need to give instructions to. "Darnell."
"I'm the finisher," Darnell Nuna said, flashing his signature grin. "If anyone slips, I pick up the kill. Wouldn't have it any other way."
"Damn right—" Ramos said, patting him on the back, as the final plan seemed like a lock.
Tomorrow was sure to be a war.
And the pride of both academies were on the line.
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(Meanwhile, in the Rodova Team Villa)
Meanwhile, in the Rodova Team Villa, the atmosphere was equally tense, as the team acknowledged the fact that they were in the end-game now.
"I'll open the fighting, get the momentum in our favor from the start—" Yu Shen declared, as he began laying out the final plan.
"Su Yang, you will handle your brother Su Ran. And although I'm allowing you to settle all personal grudges, I expect results—" Yu Shen added, as Su Yang gave him a sharp nod in response.
"Skyshard, you go in when either Damien or Darnell comes in.
We need you to do your thing tomorrow—" Yu Shen instructed as Leo gave him a nonchalant thumbs up.
"And lastly, Minerva, you will take Mikhail—" Yu Shen said, as Minerva grinned ear to ear.
"Oh that boy is cooked if he faces me in battle—" Minerva said, as her confidence elevated the mood of the room.
"We are at a one man disadvantage here.
And realistically, we can't expect Enzo to do much of anything. However, if it comes down to it…. We will need you to buy as much time as you humanly can, Enzo, because our victory or defeat may very well be decided by it—" Yu Shen said, as he looked into Enzo's eyes, who gulped nervously in response.
It was clear from his face that he did not have the confidence to face any of the Geneva fighters at all, however, Yu Shen did not want to rotate anyone else from the roster into the team either.
"I'll do my best—" He said eventually, as Yu Shen gave him a firm pat on the shoulder.
"We have already achieved what was expected of us by bringing Rodova to the finals.
Now, even if we lose, we won't have shamed our academy, so there's nothing for us to lose anymore.
That being said…. We have all worked like madmen this past year for this tournament, and since we are at the finals, we may as well go all the way and win it.
And I think we can.
Because honestly, we are the strongest Rodova team to enter the circuit in the past 22 years!" Yu Shen said in conclusion, as he reminded the team, that they had nothing to lose now but everything to gain—
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(Undisclosed Military Base – Office of Commander Jackson)
The room was quiet, the air inside smelling like high quality cigar, as Commander Jackson leaned back in his chair and clicked through the preliminary summary of the latest report.
His fingers drummed lightly against the wooden desk—slow, methodical—until the file opened with a soft ping and the first set of documents flashed across the screen.
CONFIDENTIAL INTELLIGENCE DOSSIER
SUBJECT: MUIYAN FAYE (ALIAS) / MU FAN (TRUE IDENTITY)
ORIGIN OF INVESTIGATION: ASSOCIATION WITH LEO SKYSHARD (ID: RSK-117-CB)
SUBMITTED BY: SPECIAL INTELLIGENCE UNIT – DEPT. OF INTERNAL SECURITY
Abstract:
Subject Muiyan Faye, registered instructor at Rodova Military Academy, is identified as the individual who assisted Leo Skyshard during his escape from planetary jurisdiction on Terra Nova approximately 14 months prior. Following the discovery of a forged transit authorization document and irregular movements within restricted ports, deeper checks were initiated.
Key Findings:
1. Forged Identity: Background credentials of Muiyan Faye were found to be manipulated at the Universal Systems Core. Birth records, employment history, and biometric data were inserted into the archives posthumously (approx. 17 months ago), suggesting backend clearance and system override.
2. Financial Trail: Analysis of payment channels used for the identity insertion traced back through six shell accounts—eventually linking to a black-tier financial reserve fund belonging to the Mu Clan Main Branch.
3. True Identity: Subject is confirmed to be Mu Fan, birth registry linked to the 4th generation descendant line of Patriarch Mu Jianlong, making her the Great-Granddaughter of the Mu Clan Patriarch.
4. Fugitive Status: Subject is wanted as a level four criminal, under charges of high-level political assassination, including the confirmed neutralization of Commissioner Drax Teldan of the Universal Oversight Committee (Sector 14), with evidence pointing to targeted clan-approved retribution. Subject is currently part of the Mu Clan's diplomatic negotiations with the Universal Government for pardon under conditional immunity.
Jackson's brow twitched slightly as he reached for the second file.
Secondary Report
SUBJECT: ASSOCIATION CONTEXT – LEO SKYSHARD AND MU FAN
Speculation based on overlapping timelines, emergency transport logs, and private registry scans suggests a high-likelihood of familial or custodial relation. Subject Mu Fan's mission logs indicate protective detail orders for an unnamed youth from Terra Nova, whose physical description and early combat signatures match those of Leo Skyshard.
Conclusion:
Subject Leo Skyshard may be:
A direct offspring of a high-ranking Mu Clan member.
A main branch candidate, concealed under a false identity for protection.
Or a political asset inserted into Rodova Academy under Mu Fan's supervision for longer-term strategic goals.
Jackson's fingers tightened on the edge of his desk, as he finally confirmed the true origins of Leo's identity.
"So Leo Skyshard DOES have ties to the Mu Clan afterall…. Fuck, those fuckers have gotten good at forging aliases—" Jackson commented, as after confirming that his handler was someone from the Mu Clan, Jackson completely threw out the alternate theory that Leo might be connected to the Evil Cult out of his mind.
As he instead became more interested in Muiyan Faye's crime and current situation from the army's perspective, given how she was a level four fugitive.
"I presume there's a separate file on why she's a wanted fugitive?" he said, raising an eyebrow, as the assistant nodded and slid over the final data slate.
Third Report – Subject: MU FAN (aka Muiyan Faye)
Classified Threat Level: High (Tier 2 Clearance Required)
Codename: White Widow
Affiliations: Mu Clan, Intelligence Division – Subsection- Black Lotus Branch- Position- Branch Head.
Power Level - Transcendent.
Known Actions:
Political Assassination – Commissioner Drax Teldan
Interception of cargo vessel UC-0049 (resulting in 17 deaths)
Disruption of planetary elections on Veylis-9
Reason for Immunity Negotiation: Mu Clan
influence within multiple planetary governments and direct lobbying efforts with the Universal Government's Judiciary Council.
Jackson exhaled through his nose as he leaned back into the silence, staring at the neat rows of damning text.
Technically, now that he found out who Muiyan Faye truly was, as an acting army commander he was ethically compelled to report her, after all she was a wanted fugitive who had killed a commissioner, for heaven's sake.
However Jackson wasn't a child—he'd been in the Universal Government's service long enough to know how these things worked.
Great clans and the Universal Government danced their little waltz of hypocrisy, and for members of the clan, especially for someone like the god-daughter of the patriarch, immunity was just a matter of price.
If he reported her now, she'd be gone for all of five minutes before some political backdoor opened and she vanished into the Mu Clan's custody again.
Hence, Jackson knew that there was no tangible benefit behind reporting her and that he needed to meet her instead.
If she really had that kind of pull… and was Leo's assigned handler, then she was the key to getting Leo to join the army.
'I need to meet her and blackmail her into helping me–' Jackson thought, as his gaze flicked back to the paused tournament footage on his monitor, where Leo's image—bloodied but victorious—stood frozen mid-step.
The boy had brutal talent.
Cold focus and Killer instinct.
And Jackson needed talents like him in the Universal Army. Even if it meant making a deal with a devil named Mu Fan.
"Alisha, Prepare my ship," he said finally, eyes still locked on the screen. "I'm going to the Sky-God arena tomorrow first thing in the morning."
"And after the last match ends, I want an in-person meeting with Muiyan Faye—no, Mu Fan. Let's see if the White Widow is as persuasive in conversation as she is with a blade."
Jackson instructed, as his assistant saluted silently before exiting the room.
She had never seen the Commander personally go to such lengths to recruit a soldier, however, even she understood that Leo Skyshard was worth it.
The boy had the potential to become a Transcendent level warrior at the minimum, which automatically qualified him for the position of a commander.
However, he could potentially even go beyond that and reach the Monarch tier, becoming a galactic general, and such talents, while more common in the six great clans, were far and few when it came to the universal army.
Even she had seen his recent matches in the circuits during office break-time, and secretly, even she was a fan of Leo Skyshard.
Hence, she hoped that the commander convinced him to join the army, because that would mean that she would someday get a chance to get his autograph in person.
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(Meanwhile, in the Sky-God Asteroid hotel)
Jackson wasn't the only high profile individual who was visiting the legendary Sky-God Arena tomorrow to enjoy the finals.
As there were many VVIP's who landed on the asteroid just today, to enjoy tomorrow's grand event.
"Please enjoy your stay, Lord Baximore—" The receptionist at the hotel said, as she checked Ruyen Baximore into the VVIP hotel suite.
Completely unaware, that this high net worth individual, and Guildmaster of the popular adventurer guild Seven Lions, was actually an Evil Cult Elder in disguise, who was currently in possession of the detonator that would activate all the bombs planted under the main arena.
"Thanks dear, I will—" He replied with his usual charm, as the receptionist smiled and blushed, blissfully unaware that tomorrow, when the circuit viewership hit its peak, he'd press a single button—and turn the Sky-God Arena into a graveyard.
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(The night before the finals, Muiyan Faye's POV)
Muiyan Faye sat alone on the terrace of Rodova's villa, her elbows resting on the cold iron railing as she looked up at the endless expanse of stars above the Sky-God Dome.
Tomorrow was the final match of the Interstellar Circuits and while she did not know the exact plan that the Evil Cult was up-to, she had a strong feeling that whatever they were planning, was definitely going to go down tomorrow.
The finals of the Interstellar Circuits wasn't just a match—it was an event, a celebration of sorts.
Normal people across the universe took leave from their office jobs to watch it at home with family, as viewership numbers soared far beyond the quarterfinals and semifinals, turning it into the grandest stage imaginable—where every scream, every clash, and every drop of blood could become a statement.
And just thinking about it, Faye found her lips pressed into a thin line.
'Terror on the grandest stage possible… it will come with a heavy price.'
Though no details had been shared with her, the implications of what was about to go down were clear in her head.
Something massive was coming—something no broadcast delay could hide, and no paid media could downplay, as once it happened, the universal order was sure to be rattled to its core.
'Once the righteous factions realize just how deeply the cult had embedded itself into their infrastructure, the hunt would begin…..'
'Once the fear sets in… they'll start rooting us out. One by one. Every suspicious face. Every unexplained promotion. Every anomaly in the system.' Faye thought, clenching her jaw.
'The purges will be brutal. And once they begin, no one will be safe—not even those like me. And definitely not him.'
Her eyes drifted lower, her transcendent vision allowing her to look past the villa walls, past the hedged balconies and other student rooms, and landed somewhere on the upper floors—where she knew Leo's room was.
As looking at his resting figure, she closed her eyes and sighed once more.
'I hope I can fulfill my duty properly tomorrow… I need to keep him safe. Because after this, everything's going to get harder. Every layer of security, every background check, every paper trail—they're going to start peeling us back like rotten skin.'
She thought, as she clenched the rail slightly tighter.
'I don't understand why the elder has not introduced him to the cult yet.'
The thought had haunted her more than once. Leo—the boy with the potential to become a Dragon Candidate—was still a ghost to the cult.
His existence was only acknowledged by herself and the elder she directly reported to. While no other member of the cult even knew that he existed.
Given his bloodline.
And his talents.
Faye had no doubt that the cult would wholeheartedly support Leo, should he be introduced to them, however, it physically hurt her that they could not.
Not yet at least.
As while she acknowledged Leo's talent and his credentials, at the same she also understood why he was being kept hidden.
Noah had been a disaster. The last Dragon Candidate—their brightest star—had died before reaching maturity and his death had fractured the inner circle, drained the cult of its morale, and left many elders hesitant to put their faith in another young talent too early.
So this time, there was no ceremony. No blind devotion. No grand title.
Not until Leo proved himself.
And if he didn't…
Then the elder she reported-to was prepared to pretend like he never existed and continue without him— with the wider cult never knowing how close they came to raising another Dragon.
*Sigh–*
Faye exhaled through her nose, the cold wind brushing past her cheeks. Perhaps this was the right way. Leo would have to carve his place on his own. And if he made it… if he truly made it…
Then no one would be able to deny him. But if he did not, then she would be the only one hurt by knowing that they lost another star.
'I wonder how it will all play out tomorrow…' she thought, as she stayed like that for a while longer, watching the stars that didn't move, waiting for the dawn of a day that would change everything.
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(Meanwhile, in Leo's room)
Leo lay motionless atop the sheets of his gigantic bed with one arm folded behind his head and the other resting across his chest.
His eyes wide open, as he lay in absolute silence, knowing full well that he couldn't risk sleeping tonight…. Not when there was an off-chance he could be pulled into a ghost-sleep, as he needed to be at his very best for the finals tomorrow.
*Sigh*
Leo let out a long breath, as he felt conflicting emotions whenever he thought about the finals.
As per the Rodova Team plan… should Darnell Nuna step up, he was supposed to take him on.
However, he still wasn't sure as to how he felt about that match-up.
On one hand, throwing the match away was not in his personality.
As willingly laying down for anyone, just felt wrong, no matter the situation.
However, on the other hand, he was reminded of the bloodied image of his mother and family, who risked everything to try and save him.
And for their sake he couldn't help but wonder, if he could truly enter the Black Serpents Guild, if he defeated their chosen son.
"This is hard…" Leo thought, as apart from the major considerations, he also thought about minor things like the hopes of the Rodova team members, and the instructors who had helped him train so hard for this tournament, and how disappointed they were going to be if he just folded.
Ethically, he was supposed to give the best for the team he represented…. However. on a practical level, giving his best for the team meant potentially risking his own future.
"This is very hard…." He muttered again, as he kept staring at the room's ceiling, hoping that the right answer would come from within and help him make his mind.
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(Sky-God Arena — Finals Day Broadcast)
"Good morning, ladies and gentlemen across the universe!" Derek's voice rang out like thunder through the Sky-God Dome, amplified to perfection. "Whether you're watching from the stands or tuning in via GalaxyNet from a cozy living room, welcome to the grand finals of the Interstellar Circuits!"
"It's all been building to this, Derek" Lee followed up smoothly. "Months of training, a week of grueling matchups, thousands of teams across the stars—and now, only two remain. Geneva Academy versus Rodova Military Academy. The ultimate showdown."
"And when asked about what this year's circuit meant to him," Derek added, "Captain Yu Shen of Rodova said this final was twenty-two times more important than any other. Because it's been twenty-two long years since Rodova last lifted the Circuits Cup."
"And they might not get to do it this year either," Lee replied with a grin, leaning forward with anticipation. "Because Geneva Academy is here with fire in their eyes, five Grandmasters on their roster, and absolutely no plans of backing down."
The Sky-God Arena roared with life.
Seating rows packed to the brim, the upper decks vibrated with chants and excitement.
Children clutched plush figures of Su Yang and Leo Skyshard while adults waved Rodova and Geneva banners with equal pride.
The merchandise stalls lining the entry gates were nearly overrun, with vendors barely keeping up with the demand for limited-edition circuit jerseys, elemental glow sticks, and action figure collectibles.
Even the food stalls were inundated—long queues forming for deep-fried Nebula rings, solar corn cobs, and the iconic Frost-Crystal Shakes of the Sky-God Arena.
"And just look at this place, Derek," Lee said, pausing as the camera panned across the interior. "If you're not here, you're missing history. The energy, the pressure, the noise—it's electric."
The feed transitioned into the highly-anticipated crowd cam.
First to be displayed was Dupravel Nuna himself, the infamous Guildmaster of the Black Serpents, sitting stone-faced in the VIP section, dressed in a tailored obsidian cloak.
Then came Mu Jianlong, the legendary Patriarch of the Mu Clan, his presence alone enough to silence the crowd within a ten-meter radius. An aura of command surrounded him like a sovereign halo.
The Arcane Priestess, Crystal Storm, appeared next—her skin glowing faintly with the soft shimmer of stardust enchantments as she smiled gracefully at the camera.
And finally—
Fairy Twix.
The GalaxyNet sensation blew a flirtatious kiss and gave her audience exactly what they expected: an exaggerated squeeze of her cleavage followed by a playful wink that sent her live viewership count skyrocketing.
"Classic Twix," Lee muttered with a chuckle. "Bet she just broke the chat servers."
"Back to the action," Derek said, as the feed returned to the main platform where both academy principals now stood.
Dressed in ceremonial robes, they each held one end of the gleaming golden trophy—engraved with the names of all past champions—and slowly lifted it together before placing it on the center pedestal.
A fanfare erupted. Trumpets blared. The crowd roared.
"This," Derek said, as the camera zoomed in on the trophy, "is what they're fighting for."
"Well… this and the honor of being called champions," Lee added with a grin. "But mostly the trophy."
The battle was moments away. And history was ready to be written.
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Meanwhile, within the Rodova locker room
The air was thick with nerves and anticipation, yet also strangely calm, like the quiet just before a storm. Each fighter was in their own corner, preparing in silence—adjusting gloves, tightening grips, fixing their uniforms—when Yu Shen finally stood up and walked to the center of the room.
"Everyone," he said, voice low but firm. "Come in. Just for a moment."
The others exchanged glances but didn't question it. One by one, they stood and circled around him. Leo, last to rise, walked over slowly and stood at the back, arms crossed, expression unreadable.
Yu Shen took a deep breath.
"Regardless of the final result... I—I just want to say that I'm proud of all of you."
The weight in his tone immediately shifted the mood as everyone in the room knew that it wasn't like him to usually get emotional.
"In your own way, you have all worked very hard throughout the year. And I acknowledge your efforts. Every late night. Every bruise. Every setback."
Leo quietly rolled his eyes, not dramatically, but just enough to register his indifference. He didn't say anything, and nobody noticed, however, in his view, emotional pep-talks had no place before battle as they did nothing except clouding clarity.
But Yu Shen looked like a man finally letting something out that he'd been carrying too long.
"I have no doubt in my mind," he continued, eyes glancing briefly at Su Yang and then Leo, "that even if I can't do the job this year... Yang and Skyshard will surely win it all for us next year."
He paused, swallowing slightly.
"But I want to win it this year. I want history to remember me as the captain who led Rodova to glory again. So please... help me."
"Yes, Captain!" Minerva shouted first, fist raised.
"Yes, Captain!" Enzo echoed, his voice full of conviction.
Yu Shen smiled faintly. "You're all mature. So I won't tell you how to fight. Just remember... Today, most people in the universe are watching you. So don't do injustice to your own legacy by making dumb mistakes."
His voice softened now.
"Take risks if you have to. Trust your instincts. But keep your head about yourself. And most of all... have fun."
A silence lingered after his words.
Then, with a commanding nod, Yu Shen clapped once.
"One last chant. Let's make it count."
They huddled tighter, arms overlapping, as the chant rang out through the locker room walls.
"STRENGTH ABOVE ALL!"
"HEART BEYOND STRENGTH!"
"RODOVA FOREVER!"
Yu Shen broke the huddle slowly, acknowledging each teammate one by one—a firm embrace for Minerva, a quick nod and shoulder tap to Leo, a squeeze on the arm for Enzo, and a grin to Su Yang.
Then he turned and walked toward the tunnel.
It was time.
Match one was about to begin.
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*PHISSSHHH—!*
The entrance gates to the battlefield slid open with a hiss, the ground trembling beneath the thunderous roar of the crowd as the first fighter of the finals made his appearance.
Yu Shen.
The Rodova Captain stepped out onto the field with poise and grace, the sleeves of his black robe fluttering gently in the wind as he waved calmly to the fans, his usually stern face softening into a rare, almost boyish smile.
"YU SHEN! YU SHEN! YU SHEN!"
The chants began near the front rows and quickly spread across the stands like wildfire, rippling through the masses as thousands upon thousands of supporters cried his name in unison.
"AND IT'S THE RODOVA CAPTAIN KICKING THINGS OFF!" Derek's voice cracked with excitement through the commentary feed. "THEY'RE NOT MESSING AROUND—RODOVA'S GOING STRAIGHT FOR THE JUGULAR!"
But before the echo of his words had faded, a second gate opened on the opposing side of the battlefield.
*THUD—*
*THUD—*
Out walked Captain Ramos, the figurehead of Geneva Academy, clad in his sleek reinforced crimson armor with both blades strapped across his back.
His walk was heavy, each step deliberate, his eyes locked squarely on Yu Shen from the moment he appeared.
"Wait a minute… hold on… IS THAT—?!" Lee gasped.
"It IS! IT'S CAPTAIN VERSUS CAPTAIN! RAMOS VS YU SHEN FOR THE OPENING MATCH!" Derek shouted, nearly lifting out of his chair. "THE FINALS COULDN'T HAVE ASKED FOR A BIGGER START THAN THIS!"
The crowd's volume spiked yet again, like a second explosion of emotion detonated across the arena. Fans of both academies leapt to their feet, waving their banners, punching the air, their cheers drowning out the sound of even the arena's internal comms for a few seconds.
This was it.
Two captains. Two mega academies. One final match to decide the title.
And it was all starting… now.
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