Celine

You can call me Celine. My motive is simple. I want you to receive Erudas as your disciple," the girl Celine skipped the nonsense and got straight to the point. "Originally, I didn't intend to expose myself. But to be on the safe side, I think it's better to be honest, in case it would affect future relations.

This seemingly adorable and petite girl who looked no more than eight or nine years old gave him the sense of an old monster inhabiting a child's body; she was definitely not an ordinary martial arts practitioner.

The girl's height only reached his waist. She was wearing a shabby currant strappy dress. Her maroon long hair was straight and smooth, with horizontal bangs on her forehead. On her feet were thick black cotton socks and red leather boots. Her skin was supple and fair as snow, and her wine-colored eyes were blinking.

Walking through the woods thick with foliage, she had a skip in her step as her long hair fluttered with her every move; it gave the impression of innocence and charm. But ever since Garen attained the level of Grandmaster of Combat, he had stopped judging people by their appearances alone.

"I’m the heir of the ancient Martial Arts, Neptune Fist, and I think you already know that I’m much older than my appearance. I used the Essence Locking Techniques to keep myself in a peak state. As an apology, I can give you the secret techniques if you want.

*"Neptune Fist…" Garen scrunched his eyebrows. "I didn’t know that there was still a heir of that sect. I’m the last one," Celine answered in a light tone.*

## Second Form

*The yellow sand scattered from the shock, turned into a rim of yellow stripes, spread out in all directions, and gradually dispersed. The white-haired youth who was holding the short knife, was elbowed hard into the ground. The sand and dust dispersed to reveal Celine holding the trident.*

*Her head of copper-brown hair fluttered in the wind. It was as if Celine turned from a child into a mature teen. She gripped the trident in one hand, and covered her chest with the other. Her legs were long and her waist was slim; her pale translucent skin had a jade-like luster when it reflected the sunlight.*

*"Neptune Fist, Myriad Water Jasper Technique!"*

*Celine was overlooking the white-haired youth from a height; her eyes seemed to contain the roaring and rolling waves of a vast ocean. She flipped the trident pressed on top the youth's head. Blood spurt out from countless wounds on the white-haired youth's body. He had a look of disbelief in his eyes. More than a hundred wounds tore the skin of his entire body. All his arteries burst and blood squirted out, as if overwhelmed by some immense pressure.*

*"You…actually…are able to…" Before he could finish his sentence, he fell backwards and died. Celine retracted her trident and concentrated her gaze on the weapon in her hand. The turbulent shade in her eyes quickly calmed down. She quickly covered her mouth, but still could not prevent a mouthful of blood from spilling out. The viscous blood dripped from the edges of her palm*.

## Martial Arts Techniques

* Neptune Fist

* Myriad Water Jasper Technique

* You'd better explain everything when we get back, or I’m afraid I’ll have to toss you out. It’s just a combination of the modified version of the Contortion Technique and Essence Locking Technique. I can’t maintain my real body for long, it's seriously injured. In any case, I can only move about freely in this state." Celine answered, softly.

* Great knowledge of different Secret Martial Arts.

## Links and References

1. ↑ Chapter 131
2. ↑ 2.0 2.1 2.2 Chapter 132
3. ↑ 3.0 3.1 Chapter 133
4. ↑ 4.0 4.1 4.2 4.3 4.4 4.5 4.6 Chapter 136
5. ↑ Chapter 137
6. ↑ Chapter 138