Chapter 150: Final Day Of The Tournament (Part-1) (2/2)

”About to start!? The whole stadium is waiting for you! If you don't reach the arena within five minutes, they will disqualify you!” she tells me.

Holy fuck!

”Wait, wasn't Princess Leena supposed to have her duel first!?” I ask in panic.

”Yeah, but her duel didn't even last a minute. She won. Now, hurry up and come!”

”Okay, okay…”

I end the call, stuffing back my phone into the pocket.

”Shit… Come on, Rebecca! We need to hurry. I am late for my duel,” I say, grabbing Rebecca's hand and starting to run towards the stadium.

”But— But, Jacob…”

”Sorry, we will talk after my duel is over,” I say apologetically.

Rebecca gives me a nod, trying to keep up with my pace.

We hurriedly reach the stadium, climb up the stairs, and enter the stands. I take a quick moment to look around and spot where Kate and others are sitting before rushing towards them.

”Girls, make room for Rebecca! See you in a bit, everyone!” I say, leaving Rebecca with the rest of my women before heading to the arena.

”Rebecca!? What the—!?”

Even amidst the noisy crowd, I can hear Layla's shocked voice. She's one of the few people who know about Rebecca's Poison, and thus, she definitely didn't expect her to be here.

”Late! You're are very late, Jacob!” As I enter the waiting area, a very angry-looking Miss Laura (my class teacher) receives me.

”Sorry, ma'am. Something came up,” I say nervously.

”Well, learn to be a bit more punctual. Off you go, then.”

She swiftly scribbles something on her notepad before stepping aside and letting me enter the arena.

”Oh! Jacob has finally arrived, everyone! That too, just a minute before he was about to be disqualified!” The commentator announces as he notices me, making the crowd start cheering again.

My opponent is already waiting for me in the arena, their super thick arms folded, and a furious look on their brick-like face.

”How dare you make me wait, bastard!? I am so angry right now! You may have defeated two princesses, but I am not planning to go down without avenging my boyfriend! Remember? I promised to crush you if we ever get to duel together. And here we are…” she says, flexing her muscles at me.

”Yeah, sure. Avenge that idiot all you want,” I say, rolling my eyes.

Yes, as shocking as it may sound, my opponent in the semi-finals is not an Elf or a Beastkin, but a fellow human; Debbie Sherman. But unlike me, she's didn't reach here by winning through the quarter-finals. She basically just got lucky.

You see, due to my victory against Ilyrana in the first round, all the people in my group automatically moved up to the quarter-finals. But well, those who set the fixture clearly didn't expect any of the princesses to lose, which resulted in having an odd number of people in the quarter-finals. And thus, they had to give one of the participants a ”Bye” (as well as add a few more matches and stuff). The selection was random, and Debbie was the one who got it.

Well, to be completely honest, the whole mess was pretty weird and even I don't really understand how Debbie ended up in the semi-finals. I don't think she should have.

”Anyway, we have both the contestants in the arena! Without any further delay, let's start the final round of the semi-finals!” the commentator says.

”Jacob and Debbie, get ready for the duel! Three… Two… One… Start!”

Immediately, Debbie bends down, touching the ground with her fists.

”Earth gauntlet!” she shouts.

The next moment, tiny stones along with dirt start rising from the ground, sticking to Debbie's fist. And in no time, her hands get covered in a thick layer of earth.

”Here I come!”

Once her gauntlets are completely formed, Debbie starts running towards me at full speed— her fists held back, ready to punch my face the moment she gets close enough.

Sigh…

This is the thing I was talking about— Debbie's strange style of dueling. She doesn't primarily depend upon magic to attack her opponent. Instead, she makes use of her extraordinary physical strength. And through these so-called ”Earth Gauntlets”, she gets excused for doing so in a magical tournament.

This is the reason why she was undefeated in the mock duels. People get scared shitless by seeing such a giant mass of muscles running towards them, and they forget to even defend themselves. In reality, I think it's quite easy to defeat her if you just remain calm.

Well, let's start…

I crack my knuckles before thrusting out my hand.

”Mud trap!”

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