They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System

Chapter 509: Unusual Therapy

He turned slowly at the sound of Somto’s voice.

Their eyes met.

For a few seconds, neither of them said anything. Just silence, and something tense simmering in the air between them.

Somto’s expression was sharp, eyes stormy with barely restrained anger. Of course he still blamed him. The guilt hadn’t disappeared with the passing hours.

But instead of yelling... instead of throwing accusations...

He had come here. To fight.

Arthur understood immediately.

Somto knew him too well. He knew Arthur had to be hurting too, searching for a way, any way, to burn off that pain. And Somto, in his own quiet, fierce way, had offered him one.

Not just a fight, but a kind of comfort. A release. A punishment, maybe. But not out of cruelty, no. Out of understanding.

And strangely... that thought warmed Arthur.

Without a single word, he turned fully and stepped away from the bag.

He shifted into his fighting stance, calm and focused. It wasn’t the same stance he used when he sparred with Nnenna earlier that morning. This one was sharper, heavier. Serious.

Fighting Somto was no casual match. There were no shortcuts or easy wins. Every movement counted.

Arthur raised his fists and locked eyes with him.

Across from him, Somto stood like stone, focused, unreadable, but deadly serious.

Letting Arthur train Nnenna earlier hadn’t been a sign of weakness. He simply acknowledged Arthur’s edge in martial arts. But now? In a duel? Somto knew better than to take that edge lightly. He could hold his own, yes, but only if he remained razor sharp.

Neither of them moved. The tension between them stretched, taut like a drawn bowstring. Their stances were solid, guarded. Not a blink. Not a twitch.

Then, Arthur moved.

of an eye, he surged forward. A blur. His palm sliced through

Fast.

narrowed, heart rate spiking. He’s quicker than before... but still readable. He shifted, already

he could

Boom!

like thunder crashing to the earth. The

hand shot out and met Arthur’s

like a gunshot,

staggered back four steps, boots

seven steps backward, skidding to a stop with

Somto’s eyes widened.

blinking

them with a

his coat sleeve like he hadn’t just absorbed a strike that should’ve knocked him flat. He didn’t wait for an answer. "Count me in.

gave him a

Arthur?

He didn’t speak.

just launched himself forward like a

barely ducked in time as Arthur’s leg swept

immediately circled to the side,

redirecting the momentum into a

blocked with both arms, but the impact still slid him

didn’t give Arthur a break. He struck fast, a palm strike aimed just beneath Arthur’s

torso, absorbing the hit, but his grunt gave away that

low sweep,

from behind, hand already snapping toward Arthur’s exposed

Somto’s ankle mid swing, and

himself in a roll and came back up, spinning into a mid kick

was the kind of fight that made his blood sing. His previous bad mood was much

around and slammed an elbow into Carl’s

wrist before he could follow up, and jammed his knee toward the inside of

leg, pivoted, and used Carl’s grip

rolled