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 mistake would
on to convince him to join him, was currently losing Ren. Someone evaluated as a ranked talent couldn't possibly beat Alex who was evaluated at
It just wasn't possible!
his predictions, the fight began to lean in Alex's direction as soon as he released his full
on the
relief, Martin leaned back on his chair and
did I tell you, he
...
-Clank! -Clank! -Clank!
truly domineering 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
the spectators, rather than a duel, this was more like Alex viciously
-Swooosh! -Swooosh!
the rings around me, I would constantly move them towards where Alex was attacking, repeatedly blocking
-Clank! -Clank!
spear clashing against my rings repeatedly reverberated across
crowd's booing followed
"Do something!"
"Fight back!"
"This is so boring"
from one ear to the other, I
I was struggling, I really wasn't. Since I decided to hide my main sword art, I
what better way than
hiding like a rat and fight
Alex screamed
"Just do something! Dammit!"
-Clank! -Clank!
around me accordingly. Whenever I noticed that a ring was about to break, I would instantly create a new one. This endless cycle repeated a couple of times before Alex
"Huu."
deep breath, Alex stopped whatever he
"What's wrong? Tired already?"
Alex distancing himself from me, I immediately taunted. However, this time,
He was trying his best to calm himself down and come up with
is 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
the arena for anything that could help him, he
of his soles appeared all over the floor of
attack patterns too
look at the surroundings, Alex noticed that whenever he attacked he would leave imprints of his
at the arena was that he had only been attacking from the front. His footprints
so to maximize his speed, but he now realized that because of that his
the front, his attack range became much more narrow, making
was a
switched attack patterns and made
reached that far, gripping onto his spear, Alex once again dashed in
charged forward. His movements weren't as predictable,
his way through wasn't going to
end.
need to predict in the first
-Swooosh! -Swooosh! -Swoooosh!
with my hands, the rings revolving around me moved and surrounded Alex, restricting his
"Ah! Fuck!"
helplessly stop trying
"Dammit fight me already!!"
time to
by my fighting style, I knew it was time to end the
-Swooosh -Swooosh -Swooosh
swift and fast movement, jumbling up the rings together, with two
started rotating in front of me creating a large defensive
and impenetrable, the was a small gap in the
That was on purpose.
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