The legendary warrior

Chapter 1429 I Am The Best

All the surrounding people watched with mouths agape, as Kamari's momentum sharply increased.

He didn't use the Light Apperception. Instead, he used the runic power in casting, which immediately curled itself around him like a dragon, sending a jolt unto the nearby space. Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

As his power swelled in increments, the rune experienced a qualitative change.

The next moment, a stream of the holy power shot out from the rune. That was the power of the holy runes.

Those who were watching were struck dumb, and their eyes almost bulged out in astonishment. The few moments of silence that ensued went on for what felt like centuries.

All of a sudden, someone cried out as if they had seen a ghost. "That—! That's the holy rune!"

"Only casting masters of Sage Level can use holy runes!"

"Kamari must be a Sage Level casting master now!"

The short young man standing beside the yellow drum became the subject of the audience's adoring glances. After seeing his true abilities, they couldn't help but think highly of him.

Kamari had already been a formidable enemy when he was a casting master of Demi-sage Level. In the blink of an eye, he became a casting master of Sage Level, and the pressure he exerted was beyond description.

"Is this even possible? How did he become a casting master of Sage Level so fast?" Veronica murmured to herself.

She thought she was talented in casting and considered herself better than most of her peers, including Melissa and Tommy. For a while now, she had been working hard in a bid to catch up with Kamari, thinking that she only needed a few more years to catch up.

However, seeing Kamari's current level, she realized that the gap between them had widened even more.

"Finally, Kamari showed his real strength," Melissa told Tommy through telepathy as the two of them gazed intently at Kamari. She sounded utterly thrilled at that moment, and the adoration on her face was quite visible. She had become Kamari's biggest fan.

"I'm sure he didn't want to, but Ricky left him with no other choice. Ricky is absolutely amazing!" Tommy responded with equal fervor. "I wonder what he has experienced that helped him become this skillful in casting."

Meanwhile, the saints watching from above were also dumbfounded by the scene.

Their hearts grew heavy after they saw Kamari's real strength.

After all, it meant the small chance of their forces' disciples defeating Kamari had grown even smaller.

"At such a young age, he already became a casting master of Sage Level. Who can compete with him?" the saints from other forces lamented with dejected expressions.

"This just emphasized that the Short Human tribe has such a transcendent potential in casting," Kolton muttered thoughtfully. He then turned a pitiful look in Ricky's way and shook his head helplessly.

The young man was doomed. It didn't matter how good he could perform later because Kamari had already outperformed him. A casting master of Sage Level was way out of a Demi-sage Level casting master's league.

Seeing this, the members of the Helian Clan, except for Elder Deacon, puffed out their chests like proud roosters. One of them declared loudly, "Did you see that? That is what a real casting genius looks like! He is less than a hundred years old, but he has already become a casting master of Sage Level!"

It seemed that they had already forgotten Ricky's brilliant performance earlier, and they were convinced that no one could beat their crown jewel, Kamari.

With the power of the holy runes, the drum sounded eight times, and its rings lit up like stars.

Its momentum slowed down as it approached fifty rings and eventually stopped after fifty-one rings were illuminated.

Since no other movement came, it became clear that this was Kamari's final score. The drum had sounded eight times, and fifty-one rings had glowed.

What an amazing feat! He broke the record set by the last casting genius below three hundred years old, who had sounded the drum seven times. This time, he was able to make it sound eight times.

It was no wonder the crowd went wild with excitement. Although the sound Kamari made was only one step ahead of the previous record, it still made a huge difference, especially considering that one sound was equal to a hundred illuminated circles.

'Damn it! This guy must have been a casting master of Sage Level for a long time. He seems stronger than someone who recently came to their power.'

Ricky grimaced as he studied Kamari, and the light in his sharp eyes involuntarily dimmed. Although they were both Sage Level casting masters, there was still a significant gap in their strength.

"Somehow, I expected something like this to happen. The odds of you beating him were low from the start even if you became a casting master of Sage Level like him," the Dragon Intent Grass and the Evil Mandragora intoned with austere expressions.

As the glow of the drum faded into darkness, Kamari turned around to face the audience, his countenance beaming with pride. He pointed at Ricky's sullen figure and said, "Come out! It's your turn!"

Hearing the challenge in Kamari's voice, the surrounding people turned their attention to Ricky.

The members of the Short Human tribe appeared utterly delighted, while those disciples who belonged to other forces looked terribly disappointed and were shaking their heads in dismay.

They initially thought that Ricky, who had appeared out of thin air, would be their champion. All of them had been looking forward to seeing him teach the self-conceited Short Human tribe a lesson about humility, but things didn't go as they had expected. Worse, Ricky's presence made the best casting master of the Short Human tribe show his real skills.

After the hope they had was ripped from them once again, these casting geniuses felt incredibly frustrated and lost. Ricky's loss discouraged them. Why would they even compete in casting against the Short Human tribe when even someone as strong as Ricky didn't stand a chance?

"Well? Do you still have the guts to take the test after seeing what I can do? You should have seen how immense the gap between our strength is. I hope you stop hallucinating that you can take my place as the best casting genius in the Misty South!" Kamari arrogantly told Ricky through telepathy, meeting Ricky's eyes with a sharp look.

Instead of responding, Ricky ignored the other man and made his way towards the yellow drum.

"Is Ricky still going to take the test?" a warrior asked in surprise. "He will only make himself a laughingstock if he takes the test. It will be better for him to admit defeat."

"Yeah! What is that guy thinking? No matter how talented he is, he's just a casting master of Demi-sage Level! There's no way he can surpass a casting master of Sage Level!" another warrior said with agreement in his eyes.

Ricky stopped in his tracks when he was beside the drum and turned back to the crowd, focusing his gaze on Kamari. "Let me tell you this, Kamari. Even if you were a casting master of Divine Level now, you can't scare me. I haven't been afraid of anything for a long time now," he declared firmly. His face appeared utterly inscrutable.

The next moment, he centered his runic power onto the drum and unleashed it without hesitation.

As the power of his seven kinds of runes hit the drum, it lit up like a beacon and rang loudly seven times at the same time.

His power exceeded more and ninety-nine rings lit up around the drum.

Still, that was less than what Kamari had done. The surrounding warriors shook their heads in pity.

Just as they expected, Ricky was as talented as Kamari. If Kamari was still a casting master of Demi- sage Level, Ricky would have had a chance against him.

"Oh, man, this sucks! If Ricky had spent more time on casting and learned from real casting masters, he might have become a casting master of Sage Level," some warriors remarked bitterly.

They all knew that Ricky spent most of his time on martial arts, so they were even more disappointed.

"Well, we can't deny that he lost now. I only hope Ricky won't take this badly so that he can continue training and catch up to Kamari someday," said another warrior, looking as if he had already given up hope.

Meanwhile, the elders and casting masters of Sage Level from the Short Human tribe didn't look thrilled anymore. The arrogance on their faces disappeared when they saw that Ricky seemed as talented as Kamari.

Kamari, too, seemed taken aback.

His eyes narrowed at Ricky, for the young man had truly caught his attention now.

Strangely, Ricky didn't seem worried or upset, even though he had shown his true power as a casting master of Sage Level.

"It won't matter how brilliant you are, I will always be better than you!" Kamari hissed at Ricky through telepathy.

'Whatever happens in the future, I will always be the best casting genius in the Misty South, ' Kamari mused with much arrogance.

"Oh, is that so?" Ricky replied in a playful tone.

"Well, I also have something to tell you, Kamari. You see, I am the best in casting!" he continued, stressing every syllable.

He activated his runes the moment he finished speaking, causing his momentum to surge and swell violently.

In the next breath, the seven kinds of runes transformed into seven dragons that quickly encompassed him.