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.
his opponent. There's no way such
just couldn't believe that Alex, a talent that he had spent countless resources on to convince him to join him, was currently losing Ren. Someone evaluated as a ranked talent couldn't possibly beat Alex
It just wasn't possible!
began to lean in Alex's direction as soon as
the
Martin leaned back on his
I tell you, he
...
-Clank! -Clank! -Clank!
and vicious. With each swing, he would directly aim for my heart and head resulting in me having to switch focus so that I could constantly defend myself from his attacks. Using the spear's long reach, he constantly cut, smacked, and stabbed in my
the spectators, rather than a duel, this was more like Alex viciously
-Swooosh! -Swooosh!
around me, I would constantly move them towards where Alex
-Clank! -Clank!
Alex's spear clashing against my rings repeatedly reverberated
booing followed
"Do something!"
"Fight back!"
"This is so boring"
from one ear to the other, I
hide my main sword art, I decided to use this time
way than through real
a rat and fight you
screamed as he fiercely stabbed the spear
"Just do something! Dammit!"
-Clank! -Clank!
with more power and with greater speeds, I continuously matched his 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."
Alex stopped whatever he was doing
"What's wrong? Tired already?"
himself from me, I immediately taunted. However, this time,
his spear increased. He was trying his best to calm himself down and come up with an
like a turtle. No matter how much power I put into my attacks he always blocks them with his strange rings. Especially when he stacks them together. Once he does that, breaking his defenses becomes
around the arena for anything that could help him, he soon took
his soles appeared all over the floor of the
my attack patterns
whenever he attacked he would leave
been attacking from the front. His footprints would only be left whenever he propelled his body forward
his speed, but he now realized
the front, his attack range became much more narrow, making it easier
was a
he suddenly switched attack patterns
his thoughts reached that far, gripping onto his spear,
crab, he zigzagged as he steadily charged forward. His movements weren't as predictable, as it
that he knew that just brute-forcing his way through wasn't going to give him
futile on his end. It didn't matter if
didn't need to predict in the
-Swooosh! -Swooosh! -Swoooosh!
rings revolving around me
"Ah! Fuck!"
helplessly stop trying to move in a zig-zag pattern, and
"Dammit fight me already!!"
to release
fighting style, I knew it was time
-Swooosh -Swooosh -Swooosh
jumbling up the rings together, with two rings at the bottom and one at
hand, the triangle started rotating in front of
impenetrable, the was a small
That was on purpose.
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