Grand Ancestral Bloodlines

Chapter 2193  Roc Prince

The Roc Prince's demeanor changed the moment Ryu accepted. There was a sharpness to him that rose to the skies and settled to the earth. It was forward and yet steady, menacing and yet controlled.
Then he moved.
In an instant, his lightning spear was at Ryu's throat.
Ryu took a half step back, his light great swordstaff raising to block. His arm trembled, his blood jostling through his body.
In that moment, his blade nearly flew from his palm.
It felt like little at all had changed. His body was half broken, his strength minimized to an extreme. What the Roc Prince could learn from him seemed to be nothing at all.
However, the Roc Prince didn't stop his attack, nor did he seem to change his demeanor. There was one thing he was focused on: victory.
Ryu didn't react much to the change either, fielding one attack after another with a focus. Despite this, though, each one sent him back.
Over time, the Roc Prince seemed to grasp his blocking patterns.
The light great swordstaff was far better at taking this head-on, its sharpness piercing. By comparison, the dark great swordstaff was far better at parrying, obstructing, and diverting.
The two played well together, especially when facing off against a single weapon. Depending on the attack it faced, there were an array of changes that it could make.
But when the Roc Prince began to focus attacks that they weren't particularly good at dealing with against one another, he began to turn the tides to an even fiercer extent.
It had always been Ryu figuring out the weakness in others, but now the Roc Prince seemed to be doing what he did best himself.
There was an air of arrogance in his actions, as though he was trying to prove a poin