I Can Upgrade My Talent In Everything

'It seems I need to use my sword or else I would only get a beating.' Fein sighed as he retrieved his Abyssal Blade from the system's storage. He had to admit that Roger was a worthy opponent.

Roger squinted his eyes when he saw a dark red sword appear out of thin air. 'What? Where did that shit appear?' He was a hundred percent sure that Fein didn't have a storage ring on his body. So, this surprised him. 'Well, no matter what, with a sword or without a sword, I would pummel him the same.'

Although he thought so, Roger gulped after he saw the full appearance of the sword. It gave him a feeling of majesty just from looking at it, and it felt like a dragon had stared directly at his soul. 'Shit, what kind of sword is that!?' This was the first time he saw a sword that has this kind of aura that it's almost as if it has a spirituality within.

"I must remind you before we start..." Fein caressed his favorite sword gently and says, "You must use your Cloud Flame this time."

Hearing this, a hint of hesitation appeared on Roger's face. 'Should I really use my cloud flame?'

He was in a dilemma. He knew just how dangerous the flame in his hands was. It's also for this reason that he rarely used it. And he doesn't want to hurt a potential S-rank badly lest this hurt their potential friendship. After all, the reason he even proposed a spar is to befriend Fein. 'Well, let's see if I really need to use it' Roger sighed.

Seeing Roger's hesitation, a smile appeared on Fein's face. 'He's a good person.' He can read a person's surface thoughts just with their micro-expressions. Fein started to appreciate Roger with this. 'Well, I would go easy with you.'

Roger didn't know that he had just escaped a disaster. Because Fein decided to use the early version of 'Crimson Eagle Sword Art' and that is the earlier 'Eagle Sword Style' that focuses on destructiveness rather than accuracy and speed.

'It's been a while since I will use it.' Fein felt nostalgic. Since he started to use the Crimson Sword Style, his enemies would either die within a minute with their heads cut off.

"Let's see how strong your main fighting style is," Roger became serious.

BOOM!

He used the bouncing effect of his cloud flame to boost his speed, and his body catapulted at Fein with strong momentum.

Seeing the fist instantly appear in his face again in a lightning-fast manner, Fein used his 'Ghecko Substitution this time. Because he finally determined that even with his anticipation of the attack, he can't still dodge the speed of Roger's fist that was boosted hard from the bouncing force.

Roger's fist landed on the Desert ground with a bang. It almost pulverized the ground, and an enormous crater appeared in the shape of his fist.

"Where did he go?" Roger looked surprised as he saw that Fein had vanished when his fist was just about to hit him.

When he looked behind him, he saw a hundred-meter size black crescent slash that ripped the air as it passed. When he looked at the person behind the slash, he finally understood where it came from.

'Fuck! this is swordsmanship!?' Roger felt his worldview about sword art collapse.

Roger knew that he had to take this attack seriously. Just the mere presence of the sword and its enormous size could drown anyone to fear.

The shadow of the sword slash enveloped his solemn face. 'This attack is probably made by a pure sword qi with the combination of degu energy.' Roger started to analyze the attack that would hit him anytime soon.

Roger allocated all strength of his strength to his right fist. Just as he did this, the crescent-shaped slash had already neared him and it was only one inch closer to slicing him into half.

Without hesitation, He directed his full-powered fist to resist Fein's sword slash.

Fein watched the scene with intrigue, but if he wants. He could follow another one, but that would end the fight anti-climatically, right? He still wants to see the power of Roger's second transformation.

Just like that, Roger's fist and Fein's gigantic sword slash made of sword qi collided with each other.

BOOM!

The collision produced a strong sonic surge that even topple mountains. Fein had to cover his eyes from all the dust that scattered and lingered in the atmosphere as a result of the attack.

Roger spewed blood and looked at the unmoved crescent slash in front of him, he took five steps back before he stopped the powerful force. He could feel the powerful pressure of Fein's attack act on the bones in his fist.

Before Roger could even continue his thought, the sharp sword energy canceled the bouncing force protecting his fist.

'Damn! my arms would be gone if this continues.' Roger knew that he had to retreat or the sword attack would separate his right hand from his body. 'But how could I dodge this thing?'

Roger felt a sense of crisis at this moment. Because the sword slash even with its size moved at a speed that he won't be able to dodge due to its close proximity.

Fein smiled contentedly, seeing the frown on the other party's face. "Where's your fucking arrogance earlier? Do take note that I can make hundreds of such slash in two seconds."

Roger felt ashamed when he heard the mocking tone in his opponent's voice. 'Damn!' He could feel his face turn hot from the embarrassment.

Seeing his face slapping take effect, Fein nodded with a satisfied expression.

'This feeling is actually great.' Fein finally understood why the authors in his past life likes to add face-slapping scenes to their novels.

'It's now or never.' Under the other party's teasing, Roger finally decided to use his cloud flame.

Suddenly, the formless flames covered his fist.