Chapter 72: Smashed away! (2/2)

“Bang!”

Sulay forcibly controlled his body as soon as he landed on the ground and maintained his balance. But then the land seemed to shake fiercely all of a sudden. He breath choked inside his lungs, because he noticed that even the stones all flew up from the ground.

“Hiss…” A burst of earthshaking gasps came from the stands.

Moss’ hill-like body leaped up, and when his feet fiercely trampled back down, he swung his two hammer-like arms and pounded his clasped hands on the ground.

The moment Sulay saw the stones fly up was the moment he lost his balance. He suddenly fell to the side.

Moss leaped back in the air without the slightest pause, like a small hill flung upward, then smashed from the air down to the ground.

Moss’ shadow shrouded Sulay within.

Sulay was after all an important member of team Divine Shield, and not a weakling. When he lost his balance, he didn’t make the mistake of forcibly turning his body and controlling his balance. Rather, he flung his hands in the direction of the dropping Moss.

Dazzling arcane particles gushed out madly from his hands. Three half-meter long rotating ice blades cut out towards Moss’ chest, slashing mournfully through the air.

This strike was the attack he put his hopes in.

As long as he could drag on for a little longer, he could once again widen the distance between Moss and himself.

But just at this time, Moss let out another wild, earthshaking roar: “Battle bravely! Brave warrior!”

“Boom!”

The three rotating ice blades seemed to freeze in the air. Moss clasped his hands together and, without the slightest pause, smashed them down at the three sharp blades.

“Swish…” Some fresh and scorching hot blood splashed down, sprinkling on the soil covered in the scars and glories of battles.

Three bloody cuts appeared on Moss’ hands, but, amidst exclamations and cheers exploding like a volcanic eruption, the three rotating blades shattered thoroughly.

“Bang!”

Sulay had straightened up moments ago and leaped backwards, his face pallid. Compared to Moss’ arms smashing down, his own arms crossed protectively in front of him seemed especially weak.

Along with the cruel sound from the impact, his body shot violently backward, sliding several dozen meters on the grounds, blowing up a cloud of dust. A referee just happened to stand there.

This referee jumped up almost like a conditioned reflex, following the principle of not interfering with the match.

Sulay continued to slide, only stopped when he slided all the way until he crashed with a bang on the wall surrounding the field!

“Where are your curses now!”

Moss’s body straightened up all of a sudden, standing tall in the crater his stomp created. He turned around and looked at the stands behind him, raising his blooded arm and saying in a great roar, “Let’s hear you curse now!”

Silence reigned throughout the Dragon-Battling Arena.

Countless Holy Dawn students incredulously covered their hands on their wide-open mouths.

On the other side, the stands occupied by Divine Shield Academy students were thoroughly petrified.

“Ah!” Ayrin shouted in this stillness.

“Moss! You’re really strong!”

“You won! Brave warrior!”

His voice reverberated in the entire venue.

At the wall on the side, Sulay lay on the ground, completely passed out already.

“Boom!”

The next second, the two stands occupied by the Holy Dawn students thoroughly flared up. Many people were overwhelmed by a sudden happiness; they hugged those sitting beside them and jumped for all they were worth.

“Did I cause that myself?”

Moss watched the boiling stands after his crazed roar. He stood a little dazed, but a sense of excitement and pride slowly welled up inside him. “I am a brave warrior! A brave warrior of Holy Dawn Academy!” He brandished his fist at Ayrin, a rallying shout reverberating inside his mind.

In a corner of the stands, several stern musclemen drawn to violence leaned against the wall and said to a Ferguillo sitting upright, “Boss, who would have thought this guy not only had giant blood, he even inherited a little barbarian blood.”

“It’s a little unexpected, but it’s just proof of what I said. Never look down on any courageous opponent,” Ferguillo faintly said.

“We actually can’t implement the battle plan we specifically prepared for you. Were you truly unaware of this freshman’s hidden barbarian bloodline, or were you only acting the part?” The one-eyed Payton looked at Carter from far away. He humphing heavily, then turned around and looked at Charlotte.

“Defeat him! Get our momentum back on track! Directly obliterate all their hopes to oblivion!” He didn’t brief her with any battle tactics, he merely issued his commands in an extremely icy tone.

Charlotte nodded. She didn’t waste any superfluous words, only went forward.

“Moss against Charlotte!”

The referee’s resounding voice once again reverberated inside the arena.