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.
must've underestimated his opponent. There's no way
him, was currently losing Ren. Someone evaluated as a ranked talent couldn't possibly beat Alex who was evaluated
It just wasn't possible!
to his predictions, the fight began to lean in
the attack, whilst Ren was
Martin leaned back on his chair
did I tell you, he was
...
-Clank! -Clank! -Clank!
switch focus so that I could constantly defend myself from his attacks. Using the spear's long reach, he constantly
the spectators, rather than a duel, this was more like Alex viciously attacking me with
-Swooosh! -Swooosh!
them towards where Alex
-Clank! -Clank!
of Alex's spear clashing against my rings repeatedly reverberated
booing followed
"Do something!"
"Fight back!"
"This is so boring"
if everything went from one ear to the other, I
to hide my main sword art, I decided to use this time to get
way than through
like a rat and fight
that things were currently going nowhere, Alex screamed as he fiercely stabbed the
"Just do something! Dammit!"
-Clank! -Clank!
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 a
"Huu."
whatever he was doing
"What's wrong? Tired already?"
himself from me, I immediately taunted. However, this time, he ignored
lips, Alex's grip on his spear increased. He was trying
down, calm down. Let's think things through. This bastard 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
around the arena for anything that could help him, he soon took a look at the ground and finally noticed
the imprints of his soles appeared all over the
attack patterns
the surroundings, Alex noticed that whenever he attacked he would leave imprints
only been attacking from the front. His footprints would only be left whenever he propelled
done so to maximize his speed, but he now realized that because of that his
just charging from the front, his attack range became much more narrow, making it easier
a serious
attack patterns and made them
gripping onto his spear, Alex once again dashed in my
zigzagged as he steadily charged forward. His movements weren't as predictable, as it had no set pattern. A
his way through wasn't
on his end. It
need to predict in the
-Swooosh! -Swooosh! -Swoooosh!
my hands, the rings revolving around me moved and
"Ah! Fuck!"
helplessly stop trying to move in a zig-zag
"Dammit fight me already!!"
time to release
style, I knew it was time to
-Swooosh -Swooosh -Swooosh
one swift and fast movement, jumbling up the rings together, with two rings
started rotating in front of me creating
impenetrable, the was a small gap in the middle of it. Small enough for a human
That was on purpose.
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