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.

There's no

to convince him to join him, was

It just wasn't possible!

began to lean in Alex's direction as

was on the attack, whilst Ren

Martin leaned back on his

you, he was

...

-Clank! -Clank! -Clank!

to switch focus so that I could constantly defend myself from his attacks. Using the spear's long reach,

this was more like Alex viciously attacking

-Swooosh! -Swooosh!

around me, I would constantly move them towards where Alex

-Clank! -Clank!

Alex's spear clashing against my rings repeatedly reverberated across

booing

"Do something!"

"Fight back!"

"This is so boring"

went from one ear to the other, I

I decided to hide my main sword art, I decided to use this time

what better way than through real

like a rat and

screamed

"Just do something! Dammit!"

-Clank! -Clank!

noticed that a ring was about to break, I would instantly create a new one. This endless cycle repeated a

"Huu."

he was doing and clenched his teeth

"What's wrong? Tired already?"

himself from me, I immediately taunted. However, this time,

lips, Alex's grip on his spear increased. He was trying his best to calm himself down and come up with an appropriate

he always blocks them with his strange rings. Especially when he stacks them together.

anything that could help him, he soon took a look

of his soles appeared all over

attack

the surroundings, Alex noticed that whenever he attacked he would leave imprints of his foot on

was that he had only been attacking from the front. His footprints would only be left whenever he

had done so to maximize his speed, but he now

became much

was a serious

patterns and made them harder

gripping onto his spear, Alex once again dashed in

movements were quite complex. Like a crab, he zigzagged as he steadily charged forward. His movements weren't as predictable, as it had no set pattern. A stark contrast to before when he would directly lunge in my

his way through

futile on his end. It didn't matter

predict in the first

-Swooosh! -Swooosh! -Swoooosh!

around me

"Ah! Fuck!"

trying to move

"Dammit fight me already!!"

time to

increasingly frustrated by my fighting style, I knew it was time to end

-Swooosh -Swooosh -Swooosh

the rings together, with two rings at the bottom and

the triangle started rotating in front of me creating

impenetrable, the was a small gap in the middle of it. Small enough for a

That was on purpose.

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