Chapter 33: The Three Freshmen (1/2)
Chapter 33: The Three Freshmen
Even Belo stared blankly at Ayrin’s behavior, even while he landed a ruthless punch on the belly of a Yurou who was hugging his head.
“Let’s watch first.”
Amidst Yurou’s miserable yell, he stopped in place and watched in high spirits, rather than running as fast as he could to Dyfer or to Arin’s side.
“Dancing Willow!”
Kybaver’s body suddenly appeared on Ayrin’s left side, but the next instant, he appeared on Ayrin’s right instead.
Because the speed was too fast, three Kybavers appeared at the same time in front of Ayrin, to his left, and to his right.
“He’s going to fly again.”
“Looks like he shouldn’t get back up this time.”
As soon as Belo saw Kybaver using a technique of this level, he immediately shook his head and even muttered to himself, as if gloating about Ayrin’s misfortune.
There was not a single Kybaver in Ayrin’s eyes right now.
Because he couldn’t see him fast enough in any case.
His eyes were entirely filled with the blaze of a raging fighting spirit.
His body was in pain at this moment, as if it were going to crack into several hundred pieces. Yet he still stood there, braced and ready. He was waiting.
“He’s coming!”
His sensations were keener at this moment than at any time before.
A fist brought with it a raging gust of wind from his right, violently striking at the right side of his belly.
This was the opportunity he was waiting for!
“Ah!”
He shouted out loud. He paid no attention at all to the punch flying toward his belly. His left leg, along with the tension accumulated inside, ferociously kicked out with the entire strength of his body.
He couldn’t dodge anyway, so he might was well disregard what his opponent did, strike his opponent at the same time his opponent struck him!
This was the double ko plan Ayrin came up with at the time he was standing up, remembering the scene of the fight between Chris and that Crewe guy.
“Pa!”
Kybaver’s punch landed on Ayrin’s stomach.
But almost at the same moment, Ayrin’s foot also cruelly kicked Kybaver’s waist.
“Ah!”
The only thing Kybaver felt was a heart-wrenching pain quickly radiating from his waist to his entire body, rushing inside his mind. His body previously swayed with the grace of a willow, but now he entirely lost control of it. He toppled and flew backward.
Two bodies split apart and flew backward at the same time.
“…” The gloating Belo immediately froze and blanked, his mouth gaping wide. It seemed very comical, matched together with his blood-red eyes.
Kybaver fell heavily on the ground.
Almost like a conditioned reflex, Kybaver immediately tried to leap back up when he hit the ground.
“Hiss…” The next second however, as soon as he stood up, his hands immediate pressed on his waist and belly, and he went down on the ground on one knee.
This senior student who’d spent countless hours training the strength of his body and his close-combat techniques had a ghastly face filled with endless shock.
His opponent’s strength far exceeded his imagination. With a single kick, the muscles of his abdomen seemed to have been torn. He was simply unable to stand up for the moment.
Ayrin’s situation was also a hundred times more miserable than during his usual tree-crashing exercises.
He was in so much pain his eyes were filled with golden stars. He had no idea anymore where his opponent was, he was even a little confused where his own hands and feet were.
Lying on the icy-cold ground, he didn’t even have the strength to lift a single finger. His body didn’t seem to belong to him anymore; he couldn’t even sit up at this moment.
Wave after wave of dizziness charged unremittingly into the depths of his brain.
“You can’t go on anymore, hurry up and properly lie down. Lying down’s so comfortable, there’s no way you can stand up…”
The tempting voice of a devil seemed to echo again and again in his mind.
“Bastard! I don’t believe you, I’m sure I can stand up!”
“Stand the hell up!”
The more unable to stand he was, the stronger this desire revolved in his mind, the more determined Ayrin was. Something seemed to have caught fire inside him, as if there was a flame burning every minute particles inside his body.
“I have to beat the academy’s team members, I have to join the team!”
“Stand the hell up!”
His body trembled unceasingly, his face was a little distorted. However, his hands pushed on the ground, and, bit by bit, he sat up. Then, his hands still propping him, he stood up, bit by bit.
“He can still stand up?” Belo rubbed his eyes. Just one second ago he was still gleefully gloating about Ayrin’s misery, now he thought his eyes were betraying him.
“What!”
Unable to stand up yet, Kybaver watched Ayrin full of disbelief, a feeling of absurdity filling his heart.
Even an arcane master like Dyfer who could already condense arcane particles wouldn’t be able to stand back up and be ready to fight after taking so many hits from him in quick succession, to say nothing of the fact his opponent was a freshman who’d just joined the academy and was still undergoing Huston’s foundation training!
“I’m going to beat you!”