Ch-173
As expected!
His eyes hadn’t deceived him after all.
Aaaah.
The Champion let out a groan filled with bliss.
The Emperor Penguin had already blocked more than ten techniques.
*If he’s Wilhelm’s successor, at least this much is to be expected!*
Just as he had hoped—no, even more than he had hoped.
Moreover, the principles of the swordsmanship the Emperor Penguin was displaying were unmistakably Wilhelm’s.
The one and only sword art that he—who had mastered over a hundred unique techniques—had been unable to unfold.
*This can’t be everything!*
He was seeing only the “Heaven” form of World-Creating Cataclysm.
And the “Earth” form of World-Creating Cataclysm.
With only those two, the Emperor Penguin was reading his movements and dismantling his attacks.
Was it composure? Or was that truly all?
But there was no way that was all.
Just as he had not yet revealed everything, the Emperor Penguin too had not shown all he had.
*At least up to thirty techniques…!*
Even Karas had barely managed to withstand seventy techniques.
Though his level had dropped after what Sansha did to him, he hadn’t shown more than that in the past five years.
*More. Block more. Show me your limits! Successor of Wilhelm!*
The Champion, who displayed twenty techniques in a flash, nodded deeply.
Had the Emperor Penguin not blocked even that much, the disappointment would have been great.
Soon, after demonstrating thirty techniques, the Champion let out a quiet exclamation.
*You still have room to block my techniques!*
His breathing was steady. His movements were stable.
He had composure.
As expected, Wilhelm’s swordsmanship was beyond imagination.
If he could make that swordsmanship his own… he might even be able to kill the Demon King.
*…Impressive.*
The duel entered its midpoint.
He had already shown sixty unique skills.
But the Champion’s techniques grew stronger the more they stacked.
The fact that the Emperor Penguin had blocked this much was a miracle, but that too would soon hit its limit.
*Huh.*
What was he?
When the Champion finally displayed seventy techniques, his expression stiffened.
He had surpassed Karas’s record.
Wasn’t this too unbelievable to be explained simply by calling him Wilhelm’s successor?
*He still has leeway?*
What was even more astonishing was the Emperor Penguin’s condition.
He was still facing him using only two techniques.
How could that even be possible?
To show this much composure against him.
But that composure would end here.
For this was where the true beginning lay.
“You…”
…It *should* have been the beginning.
The Champion’s expression twisted.
As time passed, everything was being read, blocked, and refused to flow the way he wished.
Even after he displayed a full hundred techniques—
The Emperor Penguin still relied solely on the two principles of Heaven and Earth.
Only then did he finally understand.
“You… you’re not his successor. You are…”
There was no way such a being could be a successor, let alone an heir.
The Champion’s body trembled in fine shivers.
The more he clashed, the more certain he became.
This creature. This Emperor Penguin—
“Wilhelm…!!!”
It was the Knight King Wilhelm himself, the one he had longed for with desperate yearning!
