Life After Prison

Chapter 1822
Route felt the need to offer Severin a word of caution. “Fl
Severin, while combat techniques are
valuable, they are ultimately external tools. It’s essential not to become overly fixated on them. The True-
Sun Fist is easy to learn but challenging to master. Achieving the power to move mountains and rival a
dragon will require more than a night’s work. The tournament is drawing near as well.”
Only a few elders have mastered the True Sun Fist to the most basic level. It was a formidable challenge
that led many within the Chorteaus to abandon their pursuit of mastering it. It was also the reason why
Rourie would freely allow Severin to learn it.
However, Severin was unable to hear Rourie because he was too deep in comprehending the technique.
His robust mental power allowed him to digest the intricacies of this combat technique swiftly. Rourie
was still busy giving advice when Severin abruptly thrust his fist into the air.
A rush of air burst forth, creating a hissing sound as it pierced several feet through space. Subsequently,
the energy transformed into an ethereal sun like entity that illuminated the entire library in a resplendent
light.
Rourie’s eyes widened in astonishment as he witnessed that spectacle. T.. The True–Sun Fist! You
learned it with just one glance?” he stammered, looking at Severin.
The True–Sun Fist was a core combat technique of the Chorteaus, and countless clan members struggled
to grasp its fundamentals. By contrast, Severin had effortlessly mastered it with a single look. Rourie
rubbed his eyes in disbelief to confirm that the radiant sun in the sky was real. Shocked beyond

comparison, his first thought was, ‘What kind of talent does he have?!
Severin chuckled when he saw Rourie’s astonished gaze. While Severin was in the midst of
comprehending the technique, he felt an impulse that drove him to test the technique out. He was just as
surprised that he was able to execute it well.
“Haha, I just couldn’t resist trying it out,” Severin said.
Rourie’s mouth twitched involuntarily as he observed Severin’s carefree demeanor. The disparity in their
abilities was staggering. Dozens of people from the Chorteaus had struggled to master that combat
technique, unlike Severin, who figured it out in a mere glance!
As he took a deep breath to quell his Inner turmoil, Rourle looked at Severin with bright eyes. He was
increasingly convinced that he had made a wise decision by choosing to cooperate with Severin. Anyone
who could grasp a Sun–grade combat technique at a glance would surely possess a potential beyond
level nine royal saint.
A person of this caliber was bound for greatness, and developing a strong bond with Severin would be