Given Lia's current physical condition and combat experience, this badge could at most bring out thirty percent of its power—roughly the level of a somewhat formidable Third Order.
Using that level against Leon, who possessed the Illusory Sun Path, might still be lacking.
But Lia did not care about that. This was all she could do.
She was not skilled at combat to begin with. She had joined the Knight Academy only to attend the classes of certain knights there.
Her understanding of inscription studies had nearly reached its limit. With her own abilities, she might never reach the Fourth Order in her lifetime.
The Knight Academy was her only way forward. Besides, there were simply too few students of inscription studies, and she was one of the better ones, so she had joined the Knight Academy with ease.
Wearing the badge, Lia prepared herself mentally. She drew a deep breath, and her aura abruptly changed. A weapon formed entirely of condensed light floated into her hand—it was the sword worn at the Blue Knight's waist.
The next moment, her figure vanished from where she stood.
A wave of startled cries rose from the stands.
Leon detected Lia's method after a brief moment of surprise, but he was not overly afraid. His body twisted more and more severely, while layers upon layers of phantoms spread outward.
Even the spectators watching from outside the arena were affected to varying degrees, depending on their sanity.
Some raised their hands to rub their eyes. Others shook their heads. A lower-ranked attendant gripped the back of a chair, his face turning pale.
Naturally, Lu Yuan was unaffected. He could see everything clearly. Leon's figure kept darting among those phantoms, looking rather comical.
He could see exactly which shadow contained the real body.
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