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"Questioning oneself is a meaningless endeavor."
Garen looked at Han Yun and said, "A truly confident person does not need validation from others."
"But Hans's talent is far superior to mine..." Han Yun hesitated. When they were in the slave quarters, everyone was confined to the same space. Compared to the celebrated Hans, he was merely a forgotten character in the corner. Perhaps the only thing that made Unique stand out was his numerous failed escape attempts.
Clearly, Han Yun still struggled to believe in his own abilities.
Garen stroked his chin. "Or are you questioning my teaching skills?"
"No!" Han Yun panicked. "Instructor Garen is exceptional! It's... it's just that I'm too slow-witted and haven't learned enough from you..."
"Then you need to build your confidence," Garen gently tapped Han Yun's forehead. "Defeating your opponent is not only for yourself but also for my reputation."
Garen didn't care much about his own reputation; it was just that for a boy like Han Yun, such encouragement was necessary.
Sure enough, when Han Yun heard that this was for Garen, his expression became serious.
In the end, he nodded vigorously. "Yes! I will definitely win!"
"Don't forget your goal. Your objective is not just to win this match but to escape this cursed place." Garen smiled knowingly. "Compared to leaving the Blood Clan, this competition is merely a small obstacle on your path."
Han Yun paused for a moment, determination gradually shining in his eyes.
No matter when, having a lofty goal is crucial. Even if two people start from the same starting line, if one aims to reach the finish line first while the other looks towards a distant mountain, the outcome is obvious; it will not be the former who goes further.
Watching Han Yun gradually regain his composure, Garen couldn't help but say, "Before challenging any opponent, the first battle to win is actually against oneself."
However, after saying this, it was Garen who found himself momentarily stunned.
Although it was Han Yun who was being enlightened, it seemed that Garen was the one who had yet to resolve this issue. Over the past two days of countless battles with "himself," he had already adjusted his fighting state back to normal, yet he still felt something was missing.
Until just now, Garen had believed that he lacked the necessary combat experience, but now it appeared that this wasn't the case.
It was like the earlier question: a person fixated on a finish line a hundred meters away and another whose goal is a mountain thousands of meters away would yield completely different outcomes.
This stemmed from a matter of mindset.
Looking at the now confident Han Yun, Garen seemed to understand something.
……
Upon returning to his residence, Garen did not rest but instead challenged the Tenth Layer of the Trial Space once more.
As the Sword-Wielding Man approached through the snowstorm, Garen had just finished his meditation and slowly opened his eyes.
"Do you desire to defeat me so much?" The man leaned on his massive sword and said calmly, "But unfortunately, you are destined to fall beneath my blade."
"Desire? Perhaps," Garen pondered for a moment. "But if it's just about defeating you, I wouldn't call it desire."
The man sensed a different aura from Garen and frowned. "A few hundred failures aren't enough to shake you?"
"Clang!"
Stormblade was embedded in the ground, and Garen leaned on the hilt of his sword.
"Demacia, unyielding."
At the moment those words were spoken, the man couldn't help but pause, becoming even more convinced that something had changed within Garen.
If any citizens of Demacia were present to witness Garen in this state, they would undoubtedly erupt in fervent cheers, their blood boiling with excitement.
This iconic gesture, this gaze, this aura... it was all too familiar!
It was exactly how Garen had appeared when he received the "Demacian Might" back at the Demacia Palace!
Serious, resolute, confident, powerful, unflappable—he seemed as if even the fiercest beast would retract its claws before him.
"Playing tricks!" the man scoffed coldly, then charged forward with his sword drawn, moving with lightning speed!
"Boom!"
In the next instant, the two Stormblades collided, unleashing a force that created a high-frequency sound of air being torn apart! The ground beneath Garen cracked and splintered!
Yet his gaze remained calm.
No! The man's heart raced with terror as he finally understood! Yes, compared to countless fierce battles before, Garen's combat prowess today hadn't significantly increased; however, he was clearly much more relaxed than in previous encounters!
Or rather, if it had been yesterday's Garen, he might have been overly cautious about his opponent, every movement careful and deliberate, leading to various openings... But at this moment, Garen's movements had suddenly become simpler!
This was a shift in mindset!
In the moment the man was lost in thought, Garen had already swung his sword backhandedly, launching an aggressive assault!
"Whoosh!" The Stormblade grazed the man's neck but suddenly halted at the last moment. Then, the hilt surged forward and crashed against the man's shoulder with a resounding "thud." The man’s body trembled slightly, and he instantly retreated a hundred meters!
Both fighters were on the same level, and given Garen's monstrous physique, it was difficult to dissipate such force without a distance of several hundred meters. This had been true in all their previous fierce battles as well.
The only difference this time was that Garen, who had defended countless times before, was now actively pushing his opponent back.
Not only that, but as the man retreated, Garen charged forward again, his figure tracing a black line across the snowy ground!
Excitement! Thrill!
This was Garen's most immediate feeling at that moment. Previously, his goal had been to defeat this opponent, but now all he desired was a thrilling and exhilarating fight!
A way to vent all the frustrations he had endured over the past two years in Godeas!
The desire to conquer his opponent was false; what he truly craved was an uninhibited battle!
Garen's eyes were filled with intense fighting spirit. As he closed in on the man, the latter's massive sword was already in motion, whistling through the air. With a loud clang, the entire Ice and Snow Space trembled! Garen's advance momentarily stalled as a sharp pain shot through his chest!
But instead of distracting him, this only fueled his fighting spirit further.
As the man's third kick came flying in, Garen swiftly turned and firmly grasped the man's thigh. Then, with all his muscle power, he executed a suplex that slammed his opponent into the ground. With a thunderous crash, the earth cracked open, and grotesque stones shattered and flipped outward!
The wind howled through the storm as deafening sounds of impact echoed throughout the world!
It was a pity that this top-tier close-quarters combat could not be witnessed by a third party.
Seven hours later.
The Ice and Snow Space lay in ruins, devastated as if it had been through a cataclysm. The mountains had collapsed, the ground cracked, and everything was a scene of desolation.
A disheveled figure emerged from the snowstorm, stopping before an opponent who was too weak to resist.
"I won."
The man, half-buried in snow, remained silent for a moment, yet there was no hint of resentment in his eyes.
He shook his head with an identical face and replied calmly, "We won."
With that, his figure gradually faded away.
[Congratulations, Host, on completing the first trial of the Tenth Layer. The reward is: Exquisite Rune Fragment!]
[Congratulations, Host, on completing all trials of the first layer. The reward is: Soul Strike Skill!]
[Please decide whether to proceed to the second layer of spatial trials.]
Soul Strike Skill?
Having experienced the upgrade of the Magic Armor skill, it was clear that this new skill should be an advanced version of Fatal Strike. Garen did not rush to make a decision and turned his attention to the System Panel.
[Host: Garen]
[Level: Second-Stage Fighting Energy (Bronze-Level Warrior), Second-Stage Blood Power (Low-Level Blood Dancer)]
**Ability Skill:**
**Soul Strike:** Second Rank soul skill. Deals triple damage to silence the enemy's soul.
**Magic Armor:** Cannot be activated due to the host's Fighting Spirit being dormant.
**Judgment:** Cannot be activated due to the host's Fighting Spirit being dormant.
**Justice:** Cannot be activated due to the host's Fighting Spirit being dormant.
**Talent Skill:**
**Fearless Spirit:** When activated, it enhances the host's persuasive power, deeply awakening the courage of listeners!
**Resilience:** Can continuously restore 40% of health within 10 minutes.
**Physical Evaluation:** A Second-Stage Warrior possessing two special powers. Gains formidable combat strength through switching between different powers, as the skill "Soul Strike" partially compensates for the deficiencies under Blood Power status. The overall combat strength, vitality, defense, recovery, and resilience are 9.1 times that of an ordinary low-level Second-Stage Warrior.
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