The Author's POV
Chapter 80
—Start!
-Booom!
As soon as the referee announced the start of the match, like a missile, Alex shot in my direction. A shockwave resounded across the arena as his figure disappeared from where he was standing.
-Dash
Moments before Alex shot in my direction, tensing my calves I moved backward and quickly drew a circle in the air.
-Swoooosh
Just as the tip of Alex's spear was about to reach me, motioning with my fingers upwards, the ring I created moved right in front of the spear.
-Clank!
"Wh-at!?"
Caught off guard, Alex's arms which were still holding onto the spear tightly, flung in the air as the spear clashed against the ring disrupting its momentum.
His body became wide open.
Capitalizing on the opening, without skipping a beat, using the scabbard of the sword I hit him in the face and the sound of something breaking resounded across the arena.
-Kacha!
"Kuuuuaahhh!"
Taking ten steps back, Alex opened his eyes wide open as his hands held onto his nose.
-Drip! -Drip!
Soon red droplets fell onto the pavement of the arena. Taking a moment to process what had happened, Alex looked at the ground for a moment before screaming with bloodshot eyes.
"H-how dare you!"
-Vuam!
Soon, a thick pressure started emanating from his body, surrounding the whole arena.
Noticing the changes happening around me, I rubbed my chin and stared at Alex. The red hue surrounding his body had become thicker and stronger than before.
He was finally starting to take me seriously.
Licking my lips lightly, raising my hand I provocatively beckoned at him
"Come"
...
In the stands, watching the spectacle unfold before their eyes, Ronald and Samantha Dover were pleasantly surprised by their son's performance.
Although the match had only just started, from the way things were going, Ren seemed to be having the upper hand.
"Oh my god, since when did Ren become so strong?"
Covering her mouth to hide her shock, Samantha looked at her husband who although seemed to have had no significant change in expression was too shocked as his hands shook as soon as Ren hit Alex in the face.
"...He's definitely become stronger"
"Hmph, he just got lucky"
Martin, who was a few rows behind them, snorted.
However, although he said that, his face was grim. Sitting up on his chair, his eyes remained glued to the arena.
underestimated his opponent. There's no way such mistake
him, was currently losing Ren. Someone evaluated as a ranked
It just wasn't possible!
began to lean in Alex's direction
then on, Alex was on the attack, whilst Ren was on the
leaned back on his chair and looked
tell you,
...
-Clank! -Clank! -Clank!
he would directly aim for my heart and head resulting in me having to switch focus so that I could constantly defend myself
the spectators, rather than a duel, this was more like
-Swooosh! -Swooosh!
rings around me, I would constantly move them towards where Alex was attacking, repeatedly blocking his every
-Clank! -Clank!
of Alex's spear clashing against my rings repeatedly
booing followed
"Do something!"
"Fight back!"
"This is so boring"
one ear to the
main sword art, I decided to use this time to get familiar with my
way than through
rat and fight you
that things were currently going nowhere, Alex screamed
"Just do something! Dammit!"
-Clank! -Clank!
tempo and redirected the rings around me accordingly. Whenever I noticed that a ring was about to break, I would instantly create a new one. This endless cycle repeated
"Huu."
he was doing
"What's wrong? Tired already?"
Alex distancing himself from me, I immediately taunted. However, this
increased. He was trying his best to calm himself down and come up
attacks he always blocks them with his strange rings. Especially when he stacks
could help him, he soon took a look at
imprints of his soles appeared all over the floor
my attack
noticed that whenever he attacked he would leave
looked at the arena was that he had only been attacking from the front. His footprints would only be left whenever he propelled his
his speed, but he now realized that because
front, his attack range became much more narrow, making it easier for
a serious
switched attack patterns and made
his thoughts reached that far, gripping onto his
as he steadily charged forward. His movements weren't as predictable, as it
was obvious that he knew that just brute-forcing his way through wasn't going to give
it was all futile on his end. It didn't matter if he made it hard
to predict in the first
-Swooosh! -Swooosh! -Swoooosh!
the rings revolving around
"Ah! Fuck!"
trying to move in a zig-zag pattern, and charge
"Dammit fight me already!!"
to release
style, I knew it was time to
-Swooosh -Swooosh -Swooosh
rings together, with two rings at
movement of my hand, the triangle started rotating in front of me creating a large defensive
the shield looked huge and impenetrable, the was a small gap in the middle of it.
That was on purpose.
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