A Unique Kind of Power

After several exchanges, Jergente's sword remained unscathed, and the Gale Force failed to condense frost on its blade. 😾 👤👮

I didn't increase my strength further, because both cold and hot winds would harm him, and besides, we were fighting indoors, so causing too much damage wouldn't be good.

So I withdrew the Wind Force, exchanged a few more blows, and then created some distance. If we continued fighting, Fiora would really get angry!

"The master's swordsmanship is superb, it has broadened my horizons, but I don't understand why he deceived Fiora?"

"Why do you say that? I always give it my all in every match with Lady Fiora, and I have never cheated."

"You were exhausted after your match with her, so why didn't you show any signs of fatigue when you sparred with me?"

"You may not know this, but I once cultivated a kind of power called External Force..." Jergente explained the reason to me.

It turns out that the power he cultivated was called "External Force," a very special power that allowed him to unleash the full force of his body at the very beginning of a battle.

This power will not disappear; it is like a summoned creature, at the mercy of its user. Even if it is consumed, the consumption is very minor until the main body retracts or dies.

Everyone else's power resides within their bodies, but his is outside—it's truly amazing!

No wonder I felt his immense power from the very beginning of our fight, and even when I used my Uniform Strength, it had no effect. So that's why!

He was like that when he fought Fiora; he was exhausted by the end, but recovered quickly after withdrawing the External Force, which is why I misunderstood him.

To some extent, External Force can greatly reduce the consumption of physical energy. People who don't know the reason can easily be fooled, just like me. If it weren't for Jergente's explanation, I would have thought he was a master who was hiding his strength.

However, it is quite remarkable for a master blacksmith to have such skills, especially considering he looks very young.

After the competition ended, we calmly stopped. Jergente went to find his friends because I had a large need for Nullifying Weapon, so the sooner the better.

But the moment he left, Fiora's expression changed. She looked at me sternly, like a parent looking at a child who had done something wrong.

"Jergente to help you, but you're so petty, don't you want the weapon anymore?"

"Actually... I'm not that petty. I calmed down quickly. It's just that I only fought to the end because I thought he was lying to you, but I ended up misunderstanding him, hehe."

Do you think I'm stupid and can't see anything?

"Then tell me, what did you see? Besides the superb swordsmanship?" I suddenly became serious.

Fiora seemed a little surprised, unsure of what I was trying to say, "He's not a bad person, and he genuinely likes Demacia."

"And then? What about his strength?"

"He comes from the Freljord ice plains, he's physically strong, has decent power, and possesses exquisite swordsmanship, especially his forging skills, which are superb. Look at my sword!"

Fiora displayed her sword, but I didn't examine it closely, having already tested it with the Gale Force: "I know he's highly skilled in forging, but his true strength is definitely hidden."

"Explain yourself clearly, how come I don't see it?"

"During the match, I kept sensing a heat emanating from his body, so as I finished, I tested it with Flame Wind Force, only to find that this extremely hot Wind Force had no effect on him!"

"So you think he deliberately concealed his strength?"

"Yes! Of course, he may not necessarily have malicious intent, but you should be more careful."

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Fiora pondered for a moment, then said, "You're not trying to distract me, Yasuo, are you? Don't think I'll let you off the hook just like that!"

"Why would I lie to you? Look into my sincere eyes!"

Fiora finally smiled, her stern face breaking into a smile. She stopped pursuing the matter and ordered someone to prepare a meal.

Of course I wasn't lying to her; everything I said was true. This man named Jergente had been hiding his true strength.

I just briefly told Fiora what had happened since we parted ways, and now I'm telling her about my future plans.

The main objective is to make a trip to Shurima, help Darius conquer it first, and then continue exploring if time permits, until winter arrives in Bilgewater.

Shurima once boasted a magnificent civilization; it must be a fascinating place to explore!

Before I left, Fiora asked me to visit the Sage Tabor and see if there were any new prophecies that might be helpful to us.

And so, Riven and I once again visited the House of Tabor's magical mansion and successfully met the Sage Tabor.

This is a strange old man. The last time I saw him, he already showed signs of rejuvenation, and this time it was even more obvious because he was no longer sleepy!

He noticed us as soon as we approached the old Sage's dwelling. "Let me see who's here, and they've brought good things!"

"Greetings, Sage. It's us. Do you remember us?"

"Do you think I'm old?! My memory is still sharp! What wonderful things have you brought me? I sensed a special magical aura."

Good stuff? My first thought was Hextech Motorcycle. Could it even sense this?

I quickly took out the motorcycle to show him, but he shook his head. "Not this one!"

Then I took out the pistol and gold coins from my bag. These were all I had on me; I didn't need anything else.

Oh right, I also had a Fire Dragon's Fang in my pocket. I quickly took it out, and Riven also took out her two Dragon Tooth and handed them to the old Sage.

He shook his head completely, then pointed to my purse. "It's still inside, don't hesitate to take it out."

This is really unfair of me. What could I possibly be reluctant to part with? I took off my purse and shook it out in front of him, and to my surprise, there really was something inside!

Two pieces of Primal Crystal, each slightly larger than a grain of rice!

I gave all the Primal Crystal to Tam, thinking there wouldn't be any left, but it turns out there are still two small ones left.

The old Sage laughed happily, "This is it!"

"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to hide it. I just forgot about it because it was in my bag."

The old Sage ignored my explanation, his attention entirely focused on the Primal Crystal: "Such pure, original magical aura, what is this!"

"This stuff is called Primal Crystal. We found it on a creature in the desert, and it's also a key ingredient in Piltover's Hextech."

"Hextech? Never heard of it. Give me these two items. Demacia forbids magic; you can't take them!"

Judging from his serious expression, I'm sure he's gotten senile. The war ended so long ago, yet he still blurted out such a thing.

"Okay, then I'll give it to you, but I have one condition."

"What are the conditions?" The old Sage gripped the crystal tightly, refusing to let go.