Awakening The Only SSS-Rank Class! Now Even Dragons Obey Me Chapter 710: Power Of A Primal I

Everlight Moon Guild, Negative Level Three

Buried deep within the guild’s foundations lay a specialized chamber engineered strictly for high-intensity combat. The floor was paved with reinforced slabs capable of absorbing the ferocity of National-Rank Awakened, while the walls acted as conduits to neutralize destructive energies.

This arena was fashioned solely for the purpose of practice bouts among the guild's most elite combatants, a standard feature found in all premier organizations.

The resources required to construct such a facility could only be sourced from the Celestial Domain. Naturally, this was necessary given their intent to withstand the onslaught of National-Rank Awakened.

Despite this, the enclosure remained relatively compact—barely a third the size of standard fighting rings due to the extreme scarcity of the materials involved.

While they could have opted for common alternatives, such a choice would have risked the total collapse of the entire guild complex during every training session.

Now, however, they were free to unleash their full capability without reservation, confident that not even a single scratch would mar the structure.

"Daniel, are you being serious? Even though this is just a drill, you want me to utilize my full repertoire? I know you possess great strength, but this could prove lethal," Varnos remarked with gravity in his voice.

The youth had demanded he attack with maximum ferocity from the very first strike, which had stirred a sense of genuine apprehension in Varnos. If a peer of equal rank had issued such a challenge, he wouldn't have been startled.

But a Rank A? Regardless of Daniel's known prowess, Varnos openly questioned whether the lad could survive his peak offensive output.

"Just attack. Don't occupy yourself with worry. Even if the worst happens, it won't reach the point of fatality, correct? Besides, taking me down is no simple feat," Daniel chimed in with a hearty laugh.

He was driven by the desire to evaluate his own physical limits. That was the reason he had invited the guild master to strike with everything he had from the onset.

He recognized his request might seem bizarre, but that mattered little. He felt no fear or anxiety—only an exhilarating rush. He knew he had evolved. He knew he was vastly more powerful than before.

But to what degree? Had he reached the point where he could tank the full might of one of the nation's greatest warriors using only his raw, unaugmented physique?

The anticipation was agonizing.

Varnos inhaled deeply and flared his Battle Aura—an intangible force honed through years of unrelenting warfare.

Daniel’s focus sharpened on the aura. He had heard of Battle Aura; it was akin to Sword Aura, a manifestation born only from the crucible of constant conflict and veteran experience.

Such an aura significantly amplified a warrior’s potential, doubling their speed, fortitude, and reflexes.

It appeared the guild leader had grown tired of his bravado and intended to deliver a harsh lesson with the very first assault.

The atmosphere thickened as if under immense gravitational pressure, and the energy of the Law of the Moon surged forth, coating his spear in a silver, lunar sheen.

"Very well then. Let us commence!"

Varnos surged forward at breakneck speed, twirling his spear like a vipers strike before driving it straight at Daniel’s chest.

Empowered by the Law of the Moon without a single technique, the blow cut through the air, creating a roar reminiscent of a gale-force wind.

Daniel deliberately eschewed evasion, allowing the spearhead to collide directly with his torso.

The impact was akin to being struck by a collapsing mountain… yet pain? Nonexistent.

Daniel’s skin remained unmarred. He did not retreat an inch. Stationary, he waited, feeling the residual energy of the strike cascade through his frame before dissipating.

’That blow carried at least the force of a mid Rank S. Had I been in my pre-Primal state, I could not have warded off that attack without utilizing defensive techniques,’ he appraised internally.

Simultaneously, a realization struck him: it was currently broad daylight, yet the guild leader commanded the power of the Moon. This indicated access to a unique vessel for the Law of the Moon.

Daniel relied on the genuine celestial body, restricting his access to his lunar powers to the nighttime hours when the moon was visible.

’I must inquire about his source later,’ he reasoned, noting one further detail.

His senses were acute; he could track even the currents of air generated by the collision.

Varnos narrowed his gaze. He had anticipated his strike would at least cause Daniel some distress, yet the young man had shrugged it off effortlessly. Without a single defensive ability?

He didn’t comment and pressed the assault.

This time, Varnos pivoted, swinging his spear with both hands in a horizontal arc aimed at Daniel’s midsection.

His Battle Aura intensified, effectively doubling the weight of his swing. Lunar energy followed, appearing as a shimmering silver tide.

Daniel sidestepped marginally this time, allowing the spear's edge to graze his arm.

His velocity was staggering. His mind processed information faster than ever, and his body reacted with unprecedented agility.

The impact landed, yet again, no damage was sustained. There was only a pleasant warmth, as if his metabolism was converting the kinetic energy into vitality.

’My speed... my perception... everything is enhanced. Even my stamina feels inexhaustible.’

"Now I perceive the origin of your confidence," Varnos chuckled, vaulting backward before leaping into the air, descending with a spear strike meant to cleave the very foundation of the arena.

The Law of the Moon energy flared with greater intensity. His Battle Aura buffeted the chamber, whipping up a cloud of debris.

Daniel stood firm, taking the blow directly to his chest. BOOM! The pavement beneath him fractured, yet his body? Totally immaculate.

His spirit remained unruffled; he experienced these strikes as nothing more than a gentle breeze.

"Not one step backward..." Varnos retreated, his breathing heavy, shock etched across his features.

Even he could not absorb such overwhelming blows with such nonchalance.

He spun his weapon, channeling his intent. [Crescent Moon Strike]!

The spear tip ignited, launching a silver crescent of shearing energy toward Daniel—fast, lethal, and sharp as a razor.

Daniel stood still, letting the crescent strike his shoulder. Did it lacerate? No. Only a thin crimson line remained, vanishing in an instant.

Varnos was stunned. His strike had been nullified that simply? What kind of lunacy was this?

He didn't pause. He followed with [Moonbeam Pierce]!

A narrow, blinding lance of light erupted from the spear, aiming for Daniel’s heart.

The velocity was blinding, yet Daniel glided aside; his intuition had signaled the attack before it even manifested.

The beam slammed into the floor, carving a massive crater that the room’s self-repair mechanisms immediately rectified. Daniel remained unscathed.

"This... is impossible!" Varnos’s disbelief deepened. This caliber of defense was not supposed to be obtainable by a Rank A.

He even questioned if a pinnacle Rank S Awakened could achieve this.

A National Rank? His eyes widened for a fleeting moment before he suppressed the thought. Impossible.

[Lunar Eclipse Bind]!

Shadows reminiscent of a total eclipse swirled around Daniel like ethereal chains, attempting to constrict and siphon his energy.

Daniel felt the pressure, yet... with a simple shrug, the chains shattered. His spirit was indomitable; his mind was crystal clear.

Varnos leaped away, his eyes wide.

[Full Moon Barrage]!

A rapid sequence of spear thrusts ensued, each burst saturated with lunar energy, feeling like a torrential storm of blows.

Daniel bypassed some, tanked others directly. His speed allowed him to track every movement, and his stamina showed no trace of flagging. Even when the attacks connected, his skin showed no sign of irritation.

"How...?" Varnos breathed, beads of sweat rolling down his brow.

[Waning Moon Drain]

He brandished his spear, casting a wave of draining energy meant to wither his opponent’s vitality.

Daniel stood within the wave without moving. He could feel his life force being tugged, yet his constitution rebuffed it with sheer, stubborn power.

Finally, Varnos ceased his assault. He lowered his spear, his countenance pale with absolute shock. He had no words left.

What words could even suffice in this scenario?

"Defense test finished. Now, I shall test my offensive capabilities," Daniel murmured, taking his first step forward.