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 way
him, was currently losing Ren. Someone evaluated as a ranked talent couldn't possibly beat Alex who was
It just wasn't possible!
to his predictions, the fight began to lean in
on, Alex was on the attack, whilst Ren was on
Martin leaned back on his chair and
did I tell you, he
...
-Clank! -Clank! -Clank!
was 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 attacks. Using the spear's
than a duel, this was more like Alex viciously attacking me with everything he
-Swooosh! -Swooosh!
would constantly move them towards where Alex was attacking, repeatedly blocking his
-Clank! -Clank!
sounds of Alex's spear clashing against
crowd's booing followed
"Do something!"
"Fight back!"
"This is so boring"
if everything went from one ear to the other, I kept
my main sword
what better way than
like a rat and
noticing that things were currently going nowhere, Alex screamed as he fiercely
"Just do something! Dammit!"
-Clank! -Clank!
Alex hacked 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
"Huu."
deep breath, Alex stopped whatever he was doing and clenched his
"What's wrong? Tired already?"
himself from me, I immediately taunted.
increased. He was trying his best to calm himself down and
into my attacks he always blocks them with his strange rings. Especially
the arena for anything that could help him, he soon took a look at the
soles appeared all over the
attack patterns
the surroundings, Alex noticed that whenever he attacked he would leave imprints of
to notice as he looked at the arena was that he had only been attacking from the front. His footprints
had done so to maximize his speed, but he now realized that because
range became much more narrow, making it easier for the
a serious
patterns and made them harder
his thoughts reached that far, gripping onto his
weren't as predictable, as it had no set pattern.
he knew that just brute-forcing his way
his end. It didn't matter if he made it
predict in the first
-Swooosh! -Swooosh! -Swoooosh!
revolving around me moved and surrounded Alex, restricting his
"Ah! Fuck!"
around him, Alex could only helplessly stop trying to
"Dammit fight me already!!"
to release the
style, I knew it was time to end
-Swooosh -Swooosh -Swooosh
with two rings at the bottom and one at the top, I
of my hand, the triangle started rotating in front of
a small gap in the middle of it. Small enough for a human
That was on purpose.
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