Rewriting Fate with My Apex War Goddess (by Ezekiel Valor) novel Chapter 492

Chapter 492 The Crank in the Courtyard

Steven looked over Alan “Captain, won’t the Tier-3 Awakened Tournament pull schedule?”

Alan shook his head. “The Tier-3 tournament is exactly one month, after the Orroux tournan timing isn’t an issue.

“And I’m not just sending you for the resources. The second reason is that the Orroux Academy comba archive is going to be open to you. With your ability, the more arts you absore and integrate, the faster your martial cultivation will climb.

“On top of that, we were already heading toward the megacities anyway. The Tier-3 tournament puts yoma face-to-face with all the top prospects from the Tier-2 cities, and that’s its own road to building combat

power.

“The rewards aren’t anything to scoff at either. They start at Level 8 combat arts. Overall, there’s a lot to gain. It’s worth a shot.”

Steven nodded.

“Jacques, whom you just beat, doesn’t even rank as a top prospect at Orroux Academy.”

“No, he doesn’t,” Steven agreed. “The other guy who showed up behind him felt stronger.”

“That one’s Justine,” Olivia said. “Quiet type.”

Bianca tilted her head. “Why weren’t the three of them on the roster for the Orroux tournament?”

Alan explained. “The three of them, plus two more who didn’t show up at all, are all training full-time for the Tier-3 tournament. They’re skipping the Orroux event entirely.”

“Got it,” Bianca said. “And the other two are stronger than these three?”

Alan nodded. “Both SSS-rank. The two strongest of this generation at Orroux Academy. You won’t be running into them for a while.

“Just handle what’s in front of you. Lock down a Level 7 combat art and an imitation divine weapon, and you’ll be fine. I don’t think either of you will have trouble with that.”

Steven and Bianca exchanged a smile. Neither of them was worried. Honestly, even they were surprised at how fast they’d been climbing.

Steven could still feel the watchers behind them. “Captain, what do you want to do about those guys taking us?”

Alan shook his head. “Leave them.”

Before long, they came to a spot on the western edge of the city, right up against the civilian district. What greeted them was an unremarkable little house with an unkempt yard.

Greyson glanced back at them. “Until I tell you it’s all right to speak, none of you say a word. The old man’s

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Chapter 492 The Crank in the Courtyard

gut a temperament.”

They all nodded. Tagging along quietly was easy enough.

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