Celestial Bloodline

Old Hal chuckled at the people behind him and let out a soft hum.

"That's why I always told you all not to judge a book by its cover."

He gazed at them with a amused expression and inquired.

"I reckon some of you might have similar agility stat as him, because his agility stat is equal to that of someone at the early stage of the supreme rank."

Ned and a few others expressed their disbelief at the old man who was comparing them with a divine rank... yet they couldn't help but glance at Kyle's figure with perplexed expressions because even though the human's rank was low, his agility and strength were very high. Just like Old Hal said, it was true; a few of them actually had the same agility as Kyle and were wondering if they could truly dodge if he had a skill to boost his agility.

Vexana checked out the human.

"Did he work on his physique? But seriously, having that kind of strength and agility at the divine rank is unheard of."

Old Hal smiled at her words.

"I'm certain he truly pushed his body during training and endured intense pressure to attain what he achieved today."

At the same time, in front of the demon statue, Will had both of his hands clenched together as he placed them beneath his chin with a solemn expression.

"Did you see what I saw?"

He asked the man seated next to him, but Ceano stayed silent in response, making him a bit annoyed at the man.

"Dude? It's about my reputation. Can that little prick's agility truly be that high when he's just at the divine rank, huh? No chance, I won't buy it! Back when I was at the divine rank, my agility wasn't even close to pseudo-divine rank..."

"Not to mention, I got goosebumps when, before punching his opponent, his speed suddenly shot up for a small movement, as if he was deliberately showing us that if he wants to, he can increase his speed even more. I am sure even if no one else from the people in front the mermaid statue noticed this, you would have, right?"

Ceano snarled at the loud voice ringing in his ears and glared at the man beside him.

"Quiet. What do you want to hear? How many times I need to say it, stop slacking off and increase your rank."

He sighed and massaged his temples.

"No need to fret, his agility stat isn't superior to yours... I saw it; he actually triggered a skill to amplify his speed two or even three times for a brief period. His base agility is at the beginning of the supreme rank, but with that skill, it's almost at the mid supreme rank."

Will didn't show it, but a hint of relief flickered in his ivory eyes. He almost thought the human's agility was better than his. It would have been quite embarrassing if he ended up weaker after challenging the human in front of so many people... but when he looked at Ceano, he sneered.

What was he worried about?

Even though he was only at the middle stage of the supreme rank, the guy next to him could easily wreck the entire Gladiator Arena with just a bit of his strength. Plus, he could always tap into the dark energy in the air to defeat his opponent because it wasn't strength he was proud of, but the darkness that always surrounded him.

Nonetheless, the third shadow general's relief didn't last long because Ceano shifted his words with a serious expression after watching the silver-haired man's next battle. The people in cream-colored robes seated behind Old Hal were also left stunned when they witnessed Kyle using a very familiar and annoying skill that they had seen numerous times on the battlefield.

Kyle, who had no idea that his instant teleportation skill had caused a stir among the powerful people watching him, blinked and vanished from his spot once more to toy with his second opponent a bit, who belonged to the dark race.

He had to wait a long time with the illusionary figure hovering above the stage, supervising the ongoing battle below, as his opponent was still engaged in his first battle, and the stage designated for their fight was taken up by two others. Hence, he aimed to prolong the fight a bit to evade an extended wait for his next opponent.

Kyle's form materialized at various points on the stage at the same time as he utilized instant teleportation many times within a second, creating a trail of afterimages. But after a minute, he grew bored and delivered a decisive punch to his opponent's face, ultimately extinguishing the man's life and separating his soul from his body.

Old Hal's expression was nonchalant as he watched Kyle. The silver-haired human had yet again killed another of his opponents. In that moment, Ned glanced at Kyle with astonishment and exclaimed.

"Just how the hell does he have this skill? Could he possibly be the secret child of James and Elizabeth?"

Beneath the people sitting in front of the mermaid statue, the woman in the blue hoodie, who had been keeping an eye on Kyle and the others and wanted to recruit the group for James, spat out her drink when she heard Ned's words. An extremely speechless look crossed her face, which quickly turned into suspicion.

"Wait... don't tell me James betrayed me, and this silver-haired youngster is his secret kid? He does somewhat look like James."

She shook her head with a laugh.

"No way, that old coot wouldn't dare; he knows I would kill him if he even looked at another woman. So, who's this kid that has somehow acquired his teleportation skill?"

Her pale violet eyes shook slightly as she turned her head and looked once more at Zron, Susan, and Yon, the three old folks accompanying Kyle. Suddenly, the woman's old memories, somewhat obscured by time, were stirred, and she finally recalled where she had seen the trio before, grasping why they seemed so familiar.