Infinite Paths: The Raging Phoenix

Blood gushed from Jori's wounded elbow, staining his clothes and forming a scarlet trail down his arm. He clenched his teeth, a visible sign of his growing frustration. Despite his relentless efforts, he couldn't deny the fact that his speed was falling.

Exasperation consumed his thoughts, a constant reminder of his own limitations. The bite on his lip, now a symbol of his irritation, reflected his inner turmoil as he grappled with feelings of incompetence.

Despite the mounting frustration and the sharp pain throbbing in his wounded elbow, Jori realized he needed to regain control of his emotions. Letting anger dictate his actions wouldn't lead to victory. He also understood that his personal pride had to take a backseat to the larger objective, he wanted to win by himself, but Jori decided to listen to what Rain said…

Taking a deep breath, Jori focused on centering himself. His opponent, misinterpreting this momentary calm as weakness, charged forward recklessly. Little did he know, Jori had tapped into his inner energy. When their weapons clashed again, something extraordinary occurred. The arena quaked, and a brilliant surge of blue energy erupted from Jori's blade.

In the blink of an eye, the werewolf was sent hurtling across the arena, crashing into the wall with a thunderous impact that resonated throughout the entire stadium. This stunning turn of events not only showcased Jori's regained composure but also revealed his newfound strength.

The werewolf grunted in pain, but he soon got up after falling… the attack hadn't been perfect. The werewolf saw Jori's body emitting a blue glow for a moment but soon dissipated.

"That was…" Reca said, visibly surprised.

"It seems that he pulled it off…" Rain said while smiling. "As expected of Jori. He is the perfect test subject for this kind of thing. His instincts are pretty good when it comes to this kind of thing."

Reca didn't like that Rain was calling Jori a test subject, but he didn't mean it in a bad way. He truly praised Jori… the reason for that was the fact that before, he was a bit of a harsh fighter and impatient as well, but he grew up to become more calm, collected, and patient… to some extent.

He still had his wild side, but he knew that there was a time and a place for everything, a time for him to let his harshness take over and a place for him to clear his mind and do what he just did.

That was the trick for the new technique that Rain had envisioned, actually. By clearing his mind and burning the mana inside him or perhaps making it vibrate, Jori was able to Enhance his powers for a moment and thus surprise the enemy.

Rain actually didn't know with Precision what Jori did he just told him to try to use his mana inside his body to get stronger; he didn't say how since he didn't know it.

Jori seemed a bit confused as well since he didn't expect that much power from that technique… Still, the werewolf looked fine and was approaching him while trying to understand what just had happened.

"Let the energy inside explode… I have to keep my head clear while doing that," Jori thought. "This is hard since it is the opposite of what I do with Limit Breaker. Still, that feeling wasn't half bad... and it is a boost in strength that we certainly need in situations like these..."

Jori felt like sighing since to use both techniques was the only thing he could do to win, but it was line walking on a very thin rope. At least Jori realized that despite that sudden burst of power, his body wasn't that tired… The reason for that was probably the fact that his mana made his body get strong enough to be able to endure the effects of Limit Breaker.

Despite the difficulties, there were no demerits in using the new technique.

Jori took another deep breath and then moved his sword to the side again and waited for the opponent. That was the best thing he could do in order to win… the adversary wasn't stupid and began to move to his left side in order to make Jori have a hard time connecting the next attack.

The werewolf kept moving around him, but he eventually grew tired of waiting while looking Jori in the eye. He could feel his focus and determination, and that made the opponent Angry. While growling in anger and exasperation, the werewolf feels like he is running away from an opponent that wasn't even that formidable and only had a lucky strike.

In the next moment, the werewolf put his arms on the ground and stopped moving… if the opponent wanted to focus on a single good hit, then he could do the same and completely overpower him. He couldn't let those humans keep defeating them like that… it would be the ultimate humiliation if their king had to fight one of those guys.

After tensing his body to the limits, the werewolf prepares to attack, and Jori gulps a bit. He wanted to envision what he did before a few more times in his head, but there was no time for that… he cleared his mind and then let his instincts take over.

After letting the muscles in his legs and arms explode with power, the werewolf jumped toward Jori like a blur… he was so fast that no one saw him. Even Jori… Still, he swung his sword out of instinct alone.

Jori's body emitted a faint, ethereal blue glow, surrounding him with a thin layer of energy. It was a moment of intense concentration and power gathering. As his sword clashed with the opponent's deadly claws, the impact sent shockwaves rippling through the arena. The ground beneath Jori's feet yielded, sinking slightly from the sheer force of the collision.

Despite that, he barely even felt the pressure of the strike...

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