“Heh heh! It’s my turn to fight back!”
Under the support of Samimi’s **[Knight Defense Augmentation Combination Formula]** and **[Hero Offense Enhancement Combination Formula]**, Serina was stacked with dozens of layers of buffs. She was like a total stat monster.
For a moment, blades gleamed and swords clashed as the two engaged in close-quarters combat, trading blow for blow.
The crisp sounds of metal clashing rang out continuously—
*Clang!* *Clang!*
The reinforced Serina was actually able to go head-to-head in a sword fight with Legias, the Hero of the Storm!
How could a “Turtle Sword-Shield Knight” who specialized in PVE monster grinding fight the most dominant character of the PK Arena to a standstill?
This moment was the perfect definition of the saying—
“Even a scrub can be carried to the top!”
But for Legias, this was physical and psychological torture.
Her opponent had not only stolen her Divine Official sister but was also using the “Hero-exclusive buffs” that originally belonged to her.
Was there anything more disgusting than this?
“Hee hee! Why has your sword slowed down?”
Serina flashed the smile of a petty person who had finally achieved success.
Just a moment ago, she was being pinned down and beaten, her mental state nearly collapsing. But once she gained a slight advantage, she was instantly revitalized and began to mock her opponent.
Despicable, annoying, and sleazy—she was practically the template for a villain.
It clearly wasn’t her own strength; she was relying entirely on a Divine Official’s buffs, yet she could comfortably claim that power as her own.
“…”
Legias looked at her, as if seeing her former self.
‘Back then, we also thought we were invincible and kicked Samimi out of the party.’
‘Now—Bemore has been expelled from the Academy, and I have been reduced to someone else’s subordinate.’
‘And this “noob Hero” is using the Divine Official’s buffs we once threw away to suppress me.’
‘This is karma.’
“That isn’t your power at all,” Legias said through gritted teeth. “That power belongs to me.”
Her mental state had begun to crack.
“What was that? I didn’t hear you!” Serina laughed even more arrogantly.
“**[SWORD RAIN]**!”
Legias forcibly suppressed her emotions and launched a fierce attack. Sword light poured down like a horizontal rainstorm.
“**[Shield Block]**!”
Serina immediately activated the skill. The defensive range and hit detection of her small buckler instantly expanded, easily blocking all the attacks.
“Damn it!”
Legias became more frantic as the fight went on. Usually, she didn’t even need to use skills, but now—even using them was ineffective.
“Hee hee!”
Serina fought with increasing vigor, her laughter becoming more and more annoying. She even felt like—even if a meteorite fell from the sky, she could block it.
The battle fell into a stalemate.
Based on her class characteristics, Serina shouldn’t have been a match for Legias. Under normal circumstances, any defense would be dismantled by the speed and precision of the Hero of the Storm. She could pierce the gaps in armor or bypass a shield to strike vital points. As long as she was fast enough, it was difficult for any class to stand against her.
In theory, the only ones who could suppress her were those at the Hero Sword Saint level.
But now, Serina was breaking that theory. She had abandoned heavy armor and specialized in the “limit parry” of her small buckler. As long as her reactions could keep up, she could block anything!
“**[Light Shield Technique]**.”
Samimi continued to strengthen her. A shield enveloped Serina’s body. Even if she were hit, she would be granted a second life.
This skill, which had always been regarded as “useless,” finally showed its true value.
**[Light Shield Technique]** could only block a single instance of damage. Against multi-hit attacks, it would shatter almost instantly. For that reason, it was often considered a “cosmetic skill.”
But now, it was the perfect counter to a sword style that relied on one-hit kills.
The Hero of the Storm was the textbook definition of this “single-slash style.” Her true role—as an assassin—was self-evident.
This skill was meant to defend against assassins.
“**[Shield Bash]**!”
Serina seized an opportunity to counterattack, slamming directly into Legias.
*Bang!*
Legias held her sword horizontally to block. But her defense was far inferior to her opponent’s, and she was sent stumbling backward.
After barely steadying herself, her face was filled with shock.
She had actually been pushed back.
The battle had evolved into a duel between the two of them. Niubao stood to the side, feeling a bit awkward. After slashing at several afterimages, she realized—the opponent wasn’t paying her any attention at all.
“Uh…” She scratched her head and decided not to participate.
As for Bemore—she was even more ridiculous. She had been watching the show from the very beginning and had even walked over to Samimi’s side to spectate.
“What are you doing?” Samimi frowned.
“I told you, my target is only you,” Bemore said calmly. “I have no interest in a Stage where you aren’t present.”
“You started this fight, and now you won’t help your teammate?”
“It’s just a spar; nobody is going to die,” Bemore chuckled. “Besides, Legias needs a defeat. Otherwise, she will never grow.”
Samimi fell silent. She had to admit that there was logic in those words. A Hero often needed to be beaten awake. Being too successful would only lead to stagnation.
“You are not fit to be a Hero!” Legias roared again on the field. She was starting to lose control of her emotions.
“Is that the only line you know?” Samimi couldn’t help but snap back. “Serina is the true Hero.”
“The title of Hero is the highest honor for those who hunt monsters. But you all are just martial artists who turn your hands against fellow humans.”
Those words struck like a critical hit. Legias froze completely. She began to doubt herself.
“Without my amplification, you couldn’t even defeat an Earth Dragon!” Samimi continued to twist the knife.
While it was twisted logic, it wasn’t entirely wrong.
“Hero” was originally a title earned against monsters. However, Legias also had teammates.
The power they once possessed was something they had discarded with their own hands.