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It was then Roman moved. His sudden movement was so swift that he seemed to vanish from his position, leaving Reilly on high alert.

Reilly's expression grew serious as he assessed the situation. Having sparred with Roman several times before, he knew that Roman was likely the most challenging opponent he would face in this selection.

Reilly scanned his surroundings, his senses focused, remaining vigilant for any sign of movement. He knew that Roman's style relied on quick, decisive strikes, often from unexpected angles.

The tension in the air was palpable as Reilly braced himself, ready to counter whatever attack Roman might launch.

Suddenly, a blurred figure materialized behind Reilly, and the unmistakable sound of a sword slicing through the air echoed in his ears.

Reacting instinctively, Reilly spun around, his hands glowing with a radiant golden light. In an instant, a mirror-like gold square plate materialized in his hands, acting as a shield between him and the incoming strike.

Roman's sword collided with the gold plate with a sharp clang, causing sparks to fly in all directions. The force of the impact sent a shudder through Reilly's arms, but he held his ground. However, in that same moment, he felt a sharp, unexpected pain in his stomach, causing him to stagger back a step or two.

Clutching his stomach in slight pain, Reilly's eyes widened in shock as he looked at Roman.

"You can bypass gold now?" he asked, astonished.

Roman nodded with a smirk. "With enough practice, anything is possible." He adjusted his glasses as he spoke.

Then, just like that, he vanished again.

Reilly's expression grew even more serious. Roman's talent had always been unusual—his attacks could bypass certain defenses as if they didn't exist, striking directly at the body.

But it wasn't absolute and had its limitations.

There were some elements his attack couldn't pass through: gold, darkness, and light. Against Roman, relying on physical defense was like asking for a beating. He could ignore almost any physical defense in the world, but his talent showed its limitations against gold, light, and dark elements.

But now, Roman had overcome his limitations with the gold element, making Reilly, whose talent solely relied on gold, extremely vulnerable to Roman's every attack.

Once again, Roman's figure blurred, moving with such speed that he seemed to teleport in front of Reilly. With a swift, fluid motion, Roman thrust his sword directly at Reilly, the blade aiming for his midsection with deadly precision.

Reacting instantly, Reilly formed two gold shields. The first shield materialized in front of him, directly in the path of Roman's attack, while the second one shaped itself into a plate of gold armor covering his torso from chest to stomach.

Roman's sword struck the gold shield with a resounding clash, the force of the impact sending a shockwave through the combat hall. Reilly was pushed back several steps, his feet skidding against the ground as he struggled to maintain his balance. The sheer power behind Roman's strike was overwhelming, and Reilly could feel the pressure bearing down on him.

But this time, something was different. As Roman's sword met the golden shield, Reilly braced himself for the familiar sensation of pain that often accompanied Roman's attacks bypassing his defenses.

Yet, to his surprise, there was none. The golden armor he had instinctively formed around his waist had done its job, blocking the attack that had slipped past the first shield.

'I understand.'

Seeing this, Reilly realized something. He immediately activated the first form of the Three Divine Ways, and a golden core hovered behind his back.

At the same time, his hand conjured a gold sword, shining and reflecting its golden color.

"Roman, I understand your weakness. Now, come on."

He also vanished from his position and attacked Roman, who stood a little distance away.

Roman, who had maintained a serious expression all this time, became even more solemn.

'Divine Core.'

He, too, used the first stage of the Three Divine Ways and vanished from his position.

Soon, Roman and Reilly collided again in the arena, but this time they were equally pushed back several steps.

Roman frowned when he saw this and once again vanished from his position to attack Reilly.

Reilly also attacked Roman and vanished from his position.

They collided again, and like before, both were pushed back several steps.

But it didn't end there; they continued to move around the arena, engaging in fierce confrontations, causing booming sounds to reverberate frequently.

Although Reilly was slower than Roman even with his Divine Core, he could still react to every one of Roman's attacks, no matter how swift and fierce they were.

Boom!

They collided again, but this time the outcome was quite different from how the fight started. Roman was pushed back several steps, while Reilly stood his ground.

"Don't be too surprised," Reilly said when he saw the shocked expression on Roman's face. "If I had used my strongest form, you would have been defeated in a single move."

Roman sighed when he heard this. There was no exaggeration in what Reilly had just said. If Reilly had indeed used his strongest form, Roman would have only been able to trade one move with him before being defeated.

'He's too strong.' Roman clenched his fists hard, contemplating Reilly's strength.

Reilly had always been the top genius of the Starfire Guild since the moment he joined. And even in general, he stood out among the rest.

In Masturi City, many guilds had been established long ago, and Reilly was considered one of the finest geniuses in the city. This included various guilds and other established powers in Masturi City.

Roman had known from the start that he stood no chance against Reilly the moment he chose him as his opponent.

"It's time to finish this," Reilly said. Golden light shone on his feet, and moments later, they were covered in golden armor, resembling golden boots.

Roman gripped his sword tightly when he noticed this.

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No sooner had the words left his mouth than Reilly appeared in front of Roman, moving so fast that even Roman, who prided himself on his agility and speed, couldn't react in time. Reilly's sudden burst of speed was nothing short of astonishing, catching Roman completely off guard.

With a swift motion, Reilly struck Roman with the flat part of his golden sword, the impact resounding through the arena like a thunderclap. Roman's eyes widened in shock as he felt the full force of the blow. He had always relied on his speed to dominate his opponents, but now, that very advantage had been stripped away.

The strike sent Roman flying across the arena, his body spinning uncontrollably through the air. He could feel the strength draining from his limbs as the force of the blow left him momentarily dazed. All he could do was brace himself for the inevitable crash.

But before he could hit the ground, Nathan, the judge for the selection, rushed forward and caught Roman mid-air.

"Reilly wins."

He then declared the winner and handed Roman over to the healing authorities.

"Roman was defeated," Shuna muttered to herself.

"It was bound to happen. He was matched with Reilly. So it's not his fault that he lost," Kiara said.

Josh looked at Reilly with a gloomy expression and then turned to Rudy. "Rudy, go."

Rudy understood what Josh meant and walked towards Erza, who had placed the bowl on a platform and was standing beside it.

Rudy approached and put his hand in the bowl, drawing out a parchment.

He opened it and read the name aloud, "Ray Wiser."

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