I Have Seven Dragon Souls In a cultivation world

The Kinsman Clan didn't spare the Slater Clan one bit and mercilessly mocked them.

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Back at the Slater Clan stands,

Curtis was fuming!

"Master Mahan, let me go teach that kid a lesson!"

" How dare he humiliate the Slater Clan like that! He deserves to die a brutal death!" as Curtis said this a brutal aura started to form around him.

But to Curtis's surprise, Elder Mahan stopped him.

"Curtis, have you forgotten who you are?" asked elder Mahan

"You're a member of the Blood Moon Palace, the greatest Demonic sect in the land!  We have no place to look after weaklings, even if all the men of the Slater clan were killed he wouldn't be at fault, instead it would be the Slater Clan members own fault for being too weak!"

"Instead of worrying about others, you should focus more on yourself. Your  match against Rebecca is coming up soon, remember, this time you can't afford to lose!" Exclaimed Elder Mahan

"Yes master." Replied Curtis

Although Curtis was displeased by his instructions, he still listened to his master and sat back down.

But unlike last time, a dense aura of hatred and madness started forming around him causing the air to shake.

Looking at Curtis, Elder Mahan couldn't help but smile

'Don't blame me Curtis, this is all for your own good. Only through rage and hatred will you be able to unleash the full abilities of your martial spirit!' Thought Elder Mahan.

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Back at the arena.

Both Dante's and the Slater Clan disciple's actions had provoked anger in each other's clans.

From that point onward, all battles between Slater Clan and Kinsman Clan Disciples ended in a bloody mess!

Filled with nothing but hatred each clan's disciples wouldn't stop until their opponent was grievously injured or incapacitated.

Gradually a bloody Ominous aura started to form over the arena, it seemed like this year's inter-clan competition would end in a way nobody would have expected…

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As time passed and the completion progressed  There had been many matches ending in victory for both the Kinsman Clan, Slater clan and even the Pierce Clan.

Suddenly there was a  new announcement that  rang out through the arena

"Kinsman Clan's Klent vs Slater Clan's Devyn!"

Hearing a familiar name, Dante looked up out of interest. He was really curious to see as to what lengths Klent's strength had increased to.

Dante really had some high expectations for Klent seeing as he could comprehend sword intent, something even Dante had managed to do yet. Of course, Klent has spent many more years training with the sword than Dante but that didn't take anything away from his achievements.

Even in the Kinsman Clan, with people way over double Klent's age, nobody other than Klent had managed to comprehend sword intent only further highlighting the ridiculous difficulty of his achievement.

While Dante was thinking all this, Klent slowly approached the battle platform.

As he did he was greeted with the presence of an average-looking young man in the classic blue robe unique to the Slater clan.

Once Klent stood opposite the young man, he finally heard him speak

"Hahah my lucky day! To think I actually ran into someone only in the 5th layer of the Martial Novice realm. I'm surprised you're not in a hurry to surrender, don't tell me you haven't heard about the rewards we get for severely injuring a Kinsman Clan Disciple?" asked Devyn

"Well if you're going to give me some easy contribution points I won't turn them down!"  said Devyn as he burst into a joyful laughter

Klent didn't respond. Instead, his aura gradually turned sharp as if a sword had just been pulled out its sheath and it was looking for blood!

'Only in the 7th layer' thought Klent

'Unless he's got any special techniques, this should be a piece of cake.'

As klent was thinking all this he heard a deafening cry

"River treading steps!"

Devyn let out a war cry as a wave of water burst out his feet, propelling him towards Klent

"Rushing River Palm!"

Devyn's hand was coated  in a cold blue light as he used the signature technique of the Slater Clan

"Phantom Ghost Steps!"

"Boom!"

Devyn's attack let out a loud bang but instead of hitting Klent like he had expected,  it only passed through the hazy after image of his body, hitting the battle platform below.

"You really love to run Huh?" asked Devyn

"Fine then, we'll play it your way!"

"River treading steps!"

"Phantom Ghost Steps!"

Devyn chased after Klent in a burst of water and afterimages, the two of them dashed around the battle platform in an elaborate game of cat and mouse

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Devyn sent out blow after blow but unfortunately for him, every attack he sent just seemed to slip past Klent as he danced around him leaving him completely frustrated.

"You little rat, stop running around and fight like a man!" Exclaimed Devyn in frustration

"Very well." Responded Klent.

Suddenly Klent stopped moving and slowly drew his sword.

"Buzzz! Buzz!"

Klent's sword began to hum and as if setting off a chain reaction, almost all of the swords in the crowd began to vibrate deafeningly. Be it from Kinsman Clan or the Slater Clan, all swords seemed to be joining in in this symphony irrespective of their owners will.

"Sword intent…He comprehended Sword intent!!"

Hearing this the crowd burst into an uproar.

Only the Kinsman clan members knew that Klent had managed to comprehend Sword intent beforehand leaving the rest of the spectators completely stunned!

Meanwhile, Devyn on the combat platform started to rethink his plans

'Shit this kid managed to comprehend sword intent, what the hell are they feeding the kids at the Kinsman Clan to produce such monsters!'

'Despite all this, it shouldn't be that bad.  I'm still two realms above him, just the initial stage of sword intent shouldn't be so heaven-defying right?'

Devyn decide to not dwell on it anymore and attack!

"Hydroblast!"

As Devyn spoke a giant pillar of water formed around his arm,  rotating at high speeds before rushing straight towards Klent