Chapter 19: Bloody Battle
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Days passed by at Crystal Lake, with Sir Elias and Oasis dedicating themselves to training day in and day out.

They sparred tirelessly, pushing each other to new heights, until two months had elapsed.

"Lad, you have made a lot of progress, more than I could have imagined,"

Sir Elias praised Oasis one morning as they concluded their two-month sparring sessions, marking the end of their eight-month training period at Crystal Lake.

"And within these two months of sparring, you have already reached the fourth layer of the Foetal realm. Truly, you are a genius."

Sir Elias's words carried a tone of genuine admiration and pride as he acknowledged Oasis's remarkable development.

The atmosphere of Crystal Lake seemed to echo his sentiments, with the gentle rustle of leaves and the soft murmurs of the nearby stream adding to the sense of tranquility.

Oasis, though visibly fatigued from their rigorous training, couldn't help but feel a surge of satisfaction and accomplishment at Sir Elias's words
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