Yuri and Marilyn's conversation was something Riezel didn't hear.
At this moment, he was being oppressed by some unknown force, like an invisible mountain weighing down on him, making his whole body feel heavy.
However, one thing was sure—this force started acting on him when Lizbeth drew her sword.
'What is this?'
As Riezel felt the force, he was surprised at first, but quickly realized what it was.
'Could it be... spiritual power?'
Indeed, the force pressing down on him was the spiritual power coming from Lizbeth.
Riezel remembered that the royal family of Jinas had its own Special Swordsmanship. He had read about it in a swordsmanship book from Yuri's library when he first started learning this world's swordsmanship.
According to the book, the royal family's swordsmanship was a Special Swordsmanship that could cultivate spiritual power. Once mastered, even without using their sword, one could unleash spiritual power to intimidate their opponents or even knock them out.
It was the Special Swordsmanship passed down from generation to generation in the royal family, known as the War King Sword Style.
Clearly, Lizbeth had used the special ability of this Special Swordsmanship on Riezel.
"..."
At this moment, the invisible spiritual power surged like a tide, weighing down on Riezel and making him feel increasingly heavy.
If he hadn't been immune to mental interference, he might have suffered a mental shock, his senses thrown into disorder, as he could feel that this spiritual power could even strike a person's subconscious, making them see illusions.
Riezel silently endured this spiritual power, gripping his sword tighter.
At the same time, Lizbeth finally moved.
*Whoosh!*
With a faint sound of air splitting, Lizbeth, without any warning, lightly tapped her toes on the ground, her whole body shooting toward Riezel like an arrow launched from a bow.
*BOOM!*
At the same moment, a terrifying spiritual power erupted from Lizbeth, shaking the atmosphere and causing the pressure on Riezel to increase more than tenfold.
"HAHHH—!"
Lizbeth let out a loud shout, flashing in front of Riezel as the heavy golden sword in her hand swung down at a speed invisible to the naked eye, creating a powerful sonic boom.
Riezel's eyes reflected a clear light as he saw through the incoming strike and prepared to dodge. Unfortunately, the heaviness of his body surpassed his expectations, making his movements sluggish.
*Swish!*
Riezel's eyes narrowed, and without thinking, he raised his still-sheathed sword to block in front of him.
*DING!*
A loud clash echoed, and a wave of force exploded on the spot.
As Lizbeth's heavy slash landed on Riezel's hastily raised, still-sheathed sword, producing a sound like a bell ringing, it sent him flying along with the burst of force.
Riezel's feet skidded backward with a series of thudding sounds, leaving small craters on the ground.
"Good grief..."
Riezel looked at Lizbeth, his gaze on her changed.
Truthfully, he hadn't expected this princess's strength to be so great that she could send him flying with just one strike.
"HAAAHHH!"
Shouting again, Lizbeth seemed like a completely different person now.
She was no longer as tense or flustered as before, her voice turned aggressive, and after shouting loudly, she charged forward like a gust of wind, closing in on Riezel once again.
*Swish!* *Swish!* *Swish!*
Lizbeth slashed out one golden sword light after another, each one slicing through the air as they flew toward Riezel.
*Bzzz—*
Seeing this, Riezel didn't hold back anymore.
His breathing pattern changed, causing lightning to crackle and dance across his body, wrapping him in a cloak of lightning. With Thunder Breathing in effect, his body became much lighter.
In the next second, Riezel's figure blurred like a lightning bolt, dodging the incoming sword lights.
Seeing this, Lizbeth was surprised.
'He actually dodged that?'
Her slashes just now might have seemed ordinary and simple, but in reality, they were infused with her spiritual power.
Anyone facing these spiritually charged slashes would feel as though they were omnipresent, creating the illusion that they were impossible to block, defend against, or dodge, leading to their demise.
Even if someone could react, the interference from the spiritual power would cause confusion, leading to mistakes in judgment.
When someone thought her slashes were coming straight at them, they were actually coming from the side. Or, when they believed they were raising their sword to block from the front, they were actually blocking from the back.
Under the influence of the War King Sword Style, one's senses were scrambled, their mind disoriented, and their body and mind placed under intense pressure. Not only was their strength reduced to a mere fraction, but they were also completely at the mercy of the War King Sword Style's practitioners, unable to mount an effective resistance.
In fact, the terrifying aspect of the War King Sword Style was that resisting it required not physical strength but strong willpower and mental strength.
If one possessed the willpower and mental strength capable of withstanding the oppression and interference from spiritual power, the effects would be significantly diminished. Conversely, without strong willpower and mental strength, even a Sword Saint would be toyed with by the practitioners of the War King Sword Style.
For this reason, Riezel's ability to dodge an attack imbued with spiritual power deeply surprised Lizbeth.
Unaware of the existence of Self Redemption, Lizbeth assumed that the Sword Saint before her had used his immense mental strength and unbelievably strong willpower to resist her spiritual power, enabling him to react successfully.
'No wonder he can become a Sword Saint at such a young age... Even though he's only two years older than me, his mental strength and willpower are way beyond mine...'
Lizbeth felt a sense of admiration for Riezel.
Even so, she had no intention of stopping and intensified her attack.
Lizbeth, gripping her golden sword, focused all her attention on Riezel as if her gaze held nothing but him.
*Swish!* *Swish!* *Swish!* *Swish!*
In the next second, Lizbeth unleashed countless golden sword lights once again, all aimed at Riezel.
Lizbeth's attack speed increased, and the golden sword lights became more relentless, too many to count. Even the spiritual power enhancing her slashes grew stronger, making Riezel feel like he was about to be swallowed by a massive wave.
Faced with the countless relentless slashes, Riezel's lips curled into a slight smile as more intense lightning burst from his body.
"Thunder Breathing - Fourth Form - Distant Thunder."
*BOOM!*
Riezel charged forward at lightning speed, not retreating but advancing.
He swiftly swung his still-sheathed sword, striking the incoming sword lights with blinding speed. In an instant, his slashes turned into countless lightning bolts, clashing with the incoming golden sword lights.
*BOOM!*
As one of the golden sword lights clashed with one of the lightning bolts, they created a loud rumbling sound, canceling each other out.
*BOOM!* *BOOM!* *BOOM!* *BOOM!*
*BOOM!* *BOOM!* *BOOM!* *BOOM!*
Soon, rumbling sounds echoed continuously as the remaining lightning bolts and golden sword lights collided repeatedly, nullifying each other and disappearing without a trace.
"HAAAHHH—!"
Seeing her attack fail again, Lizbeth didn't show any sign of retreat but let out a loud shout and unleashed more golden sword lights.
However, they became faster, stronger, and more powerful than the previous ones, causing the intensity of the battle to escalate.
"Distant Thunder!"
Riezel's slight smile suddenly became a grin and, like Lizbeth, unleashed even faster, stronger, and more powerful lightning bolts.
*BOOM!* *BOOM!* *BOOM!* *BOOM!*
With that, the rumbling sounds rang out again, becoming almost incessant.
Riezel and Lizbeth stood facing each other, endlessly slashing at one another, turning their swords into lightning bolts and sword lights that constantly clashed between them.
Each collision triggered a rumbling sound and stirred up a fierce wind.
Each slash tore through the atmosphere, ripping through space, becoming faster, stronger, and more powerful.
Eventually, the extreme collisions and intense exchanges caused the lightning bolts and golden sword lights to dance violently, tearing the ground apart and leaving deep, shocking grooves.
Such commotion naturally drew the attention of the knights and guards within the entire Frenzel residence, alarming them into rushing over.
""My Lady!""
Ain and Ian immediately led a group of fully armed knights toward the scene.
"Don't come any closer!"
After Yuri retreated to a distance under Marilyn's protection, avoiding the most intense area of the battle, she shouted at Ain, Ian, and the others, preventing them from approaching.
Seeing that Yuri was unharmed, Ain and Ian were relieved before turning their gazes to the battle between Riezel and Lizbeth, where lightning bolts and golden sword lights clashed and raged, their expressions filled with disbelief and shock.
Needless to say, the intensity of the battle had surpassed what these people could handle, even leaving Ain and Ian, both Sword Masters, feeling shaken.
*BOOOOM—!*
Suddenly, a deafening explosion rang out, causing all the lightning bolts and golden sword lights to vanish simultaneously.
Riezel and Lizbeth were thrown apart, one stepping back two to three steps, while the other was forced back a much longer distance.
Until this point, Riezel still hadn't unsheathed his sword and remained completely unharmed, not even a drop of sweat on him.
"Thunder Breathing - Fifth Form - Heat Lightning."
Riezel slashed directly at the retreating Lizbeth with his still-sheathed sword, sending out a lightning-shaped slash infused with intense heat.
"?!"
Lizbeth, unlike Riezel, wasn't so composed.
Fortunately, even though she was panting heavily and seemingly out of energy, she still managed to react just in time upon seeing the lightning-shaped slash coming at her.
*BOOM!*
Lizbeth swung her golden sword with all her might, making it flash as she deflected the incoming lightning-shaped slash.
"Thunder Breathing - Second Form - Rice Spirit."
At the same moment, Riezel closed the distance, moving like lightning and appearing right in front of Lizbeth.
*Swish!* *Swish!* *Swish!* *Swish!* *Swish!*
Just as Lizbeth deflected his lightning-shaped slash, Riezel quickly unleashed five continuous slashes shaped like lightning toward her, each one striking her body like a real lightning bolt.
"AHHHH—!"
As Lizbeth let out a pained scream and was sent flying, in that instant—
*BOOM!*
A lightning bolt erupted, accompanied by the sudden roar of thunder, transforming Riezel into a streak of lightning as he darted toward the airborne Lizbeth.
"Thunder Breathing - First Form - Thunderclap and Flash."
As Riezel's voice echoed, he finally unsheathed his sword.
All Lizbeth could see as she flew through the air was a flash of lightning right before her eyes.
*DING!*
In the next second, with a loud metallic sound, her sword flew from her hand.