Chapter 21: True bravery (1/2)
Chapter 21: True bravery
“Shadow Dust, that’s the secret skill of lord Black Shadow from Southern Monsoon Academy. A sinister assassination skill that can be used in advance, whose arcane power can be hidden inside the shadows for a very long time.”
“I actually looked down on that Southern Monsoon guy. He grasped not only Formless Spinning Blade, but also Shadow Dust. Now it looks like you guys aren’t necessarily his match, captain Hansen. My handsome and wargod-like self is still stronger though. I’d see through even Shadow Dust, he can’t beat me.”
“What should I do now, I was hoping to fight against Amazing Girl Chris. I like beautiful girls, I don’t like this green-haired beast kid or that blockhead with the yellow tank top and exposed muscles…”
In an unremarkable corner of the stands, the golden-haired Stingham chattered on, very surprised. He totally didn’t notice the four pairs of eyes beside him, filled with biting cold murderous aura.
Somewhere else in the stands, Ayrin had caught Belo’s hand and was asking nonstop, “How’s the power of this skill, is Chris heavily wounded?”
“The power’s much lower than Chris’ Wild Blazing Python, but every granule stabbing the body is still comparable to a steel needle piercing inside. Chris’ injury’s probably about the same as taking five or six punches from Zola,” Belo said very casually, as if he didn’t care.
“What!”
Ayrin sighed in relief when he heard the first part of Belo’s answer, but hearing the latter part, he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
Ferdinand shouted at this time, “Chris, just give up, even if you can beat him, there’s still the rest of us. You can’t possibly win.”
“Bastard! Are they allowed to kick up a fuss and harass her, why isn’t the referee doing anything!” Ayrin shouted loudly, depressed.
“You’re the one kicking up a fuss right now.” Belo threw him a scornful glance. “Arcane masters ought not to care about the commotion of the outside world to begin with. If they have to interfere even in something like this, wouldn’t the spectators in the stands also have to stay silent?”
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“True bravery is to keep plowing on, to keep fighting, even if your whole body trembles in pain.”
Chris’ voice suddenly came inside this chaos, her blue school uniform tainted by quite a few bloodstains. Her body trembled slightly, but she still lifted her head, grave and solemn.
The entire Holy Dawn Arena quieted, all of a sudden.
Above her in the sky, Zola was dropping downward.
“Sky Hammer!”
With Zola’s muffled yet feverish chant, arcane particles and white streams of air gathered increasingly faster around his feet. His entire body seemed to become a giant hammer slamming its way down toward the top of Chris’ head.
Yet, at the same moment, many people saw Chris suddenly vanish.
“Hiss…” A collective intake of cold air.
Everyone saw, along with the rise of a sudden tornado, Chris appear in the air on top of Zola.
Zola’s blood-red eyes shrank all of a sudden.
“Pa!”
Chris’ foot chopped madly down like a battle axe, crushing past his blocking arms and ferociously hacking his chest.
Zola heard the sound of his arm bones cracking.
An intense, heart-wrenching pain rushed into his mind.
“Ah!”
Even as he howled out loud however, he actually fired his intact fist at Chris’ body.
This punch of his struck the air.
Chris’ body twisted and turned in midair, dodging his punch. A kick once again ruthlessly stamped down on his body.
“Ah!”
Zola’s body snapped back. His feet whirled up, kicking and kicking toward Chris.
But everyone saw Chris’ body sway again and again in the air, turning and twisting. Zola’s attacks all struck empty air one by one.
“Pa!” “Pa!” Pa!”
Explosive sounds rang in succession, all of them the sound of Chris’ fist and feet landing on Zola!
Zola’s body fell heavily on the ground.
Christ landed amidst the howling wind waves, her two hands resting on the ground, fiercely grasping for air.
The place she’d landed was only a short half-meter away from Zola, but Zola was already passed out when he crashed on the ground. He could no longer lift a single finger.
Ayrin’s heart sank along with Chris’ landing. But looking at the fighting spirit still brimming on Chris’ face, an unspeakable flame ignited inside his chest.
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