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.

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

Fast.

spiking. He’s quicker than before... but still readable. He shifted, already preparing to

before he

Boom!

to the earth. The impact shook the ground slightly, dust puffing from under

shot out and met

like a gunshot, raw

back four steps, boots

was shoved seven steps backward, skidding to a stop with a sharp

Somto’s eyes widened.

blinking in

with a

gently, brushing dust off his coat sleeve like he hadn’t just absorbed a strike that should’ve knocked him flat. He didn’t wait for an answer.

him a quick

Arthur?

He didn’t speak.

launched himself forward like

leg swept where his head had

immediately circled to the

the momentum into a reverse kick aimed at

arms, but the impact still

struck fast, a palm

but his

retaliated with a low

moved in from behind, hand already snapping toward Arthur’s exposed

dropped low, grabbed Somto’s ankle mid swing,

caught himself in a roll and came back up,

now, this was the kind of fight that made

an elbow into Carl’s shoulder just as

stumbled back, but caught Arthur’s wrist before he could follow up, and jammed his knee toward the inside

his own leg, pivoted, and used

hard, but rolled onto