Chapter 137: Strange team, onstage (2/2)

“Meteor Drop!”

A sound wave visible to the naked eye surged out of Moss’ mouth. At the same time, his heavy body jumped in the air with a boom. Flames gushed out of him, and he crashed down in Rykiel’s direction like a huge burning boulder.

“Teacher Carter, is that Moss’ new arcane skill?” Subconsciously covering his ears, Ayrin’s eyes flashed all of a sudden. “He didn’t have that kind of flames when he used crashing strikes like this before.”

“That’s right. This is a new skill he learned recently.”

At the same time Carter nodded and said these words, Rykiel, swaying under War Blast’s impact, also roared fiercely.

“Bear Grasp!”

Together with his roar, a huge deep-brown paw suddenly appeared in the air and ruthless slapped down on the dropping Moss.

“Bang!”

Two small hills seemed to crash into each other. Those in the stands felt as though the air around them was vibrating.

“Ah!”

Moss shouted miserably. His entire person actually snapped back and flew away under the paw’s impact.

“That’s the extent of his invocation speed?”

“A single strike sent him flying?”

At the edge of the field, everyone in team Mountain Kings was suddenly overjoyed at this turn of events.

“He’s merely at this level?”

Rykiel was also a little startled. A sharp happiness gushed inside his chest.

“Wooden Ram!”

Without the slightest pause, Rykiel made a throwing motion.

Dazzling arcane particles rushed out of his hands. A huge circular wooden beam suddenly appeared in the air. Before Moss landed on the ground, it smashed ruthlessly on his chest.

“Ah!”

Moss shouted miserable once again.

This huge wooden beam smashed him to the ground, producing a huge bang.

“Amazing. He’s not his match at all,” Ayrin shouted.

“Haha, he’s really being beaten up pretty miserably.” Stingham laughed wildly, his hands on his hips. “Moss, you might as well hurry up and admit defeat. You can’t win anyway, you’ll be beaten to a pulp if you continue. Stop wasting time.”

“Aren’t they teammates from the same team? Why are they praying so hard for their teammate to lose?” Many people in the stands looked at each other when they heard Stingham’s wild laughter.

“Ah!”

Under the blow, Moss’ head was already swimming. He somewhat lost track of the situation, became a bit frantic. Breathing painfully, he stood up on shaky legs and hugged the huge wooden beam, about to smash it on Rykiel.

But the wooden beam suddenly disappeared in his hands. Instead, he somewhat lost his balance and fell down to one side.

“Violent Bear Chain Strike!”

Just then, Rykiel’s body that looked as cumbersome as a bear suddenly appeared beside Moss while the latter was almost about to fall on the ground.

“Boom!” “Boom!” “Boom!” “Boom!”

Four concussive sounds exploded in succession.

Moss’ neck, chest, belly, and left rib cage suffered four heavy consecutive punches from Rykiel.

Moss grasped his throat. At this moment, not even his miserable scream came out. His huge body toppled on the ground under the blows and slid away more than a dozen meters.

“Indeed, this guy only has one open gate!”

“His reaction and his invocation speed, there’s really too much of a difference even compared to ordinary team members.”

Seeing Moss at only this level, the gloomy hazes thoroughly lifted from the hearts and minds of members of team Mountain Kings. Their tension vanished.

“Isn’t this guy too inexperienced? A wooden beam invoked by an arcane skill, he actually treated it like solid matter and wanted to fling it back to the one who used the skill?”

“Just with this level, they still… We are invincible, we want to be champions?”

Many people in the stands couldn’t refrain from hooting in laughter.

“Haha, Moss, hurry up and admit defeat. You can’t win anyway.” Stingham took delight in Moss’ misery. His laughter was even louder now.

“This weeds-level team, did they really come to clown around?”

Many people couldn’t help but have this kind of thought, Rykiel included. Rykiel released a ferocious breath, completely relaxed.

“Ayrin, you can already see, this guy’s strength is probably even higher than yours. His speed is also very high, he’s very well rounded. You’ll probably have to think of something if you want to deal with him.” That was what Carter originally wanted to tell Ayrin, but when he glanced around and saw Ayrin’s excitement written on his face, all his being seemingly burning with fighting spirit, he subconsciously closed his mouth. He felt he didn’t need to say anything.

“This guy, he’s trembling all over in fear, but he indeed still has the courage to risk his life. It looks like he’s hiding his strength, he’s not even going to use Holy Body Ignition.” Ayrin watched Moss grab his own throat, such a though emerging in his mind.

“Still standing up? He’s that hardy?”

What made Rykiel slightly surprised was, holding his throat, Moss once again stood up on shaky legs.

“Violent Bear Chain Strike!”

Another four explosive strikes banged in the air.

Moss once again slid away, scraping the ground.

Only, what was different from the last time was, Moss had protected his face and throat this time with both his arms.

That was why he let out a vague miserable shout.

“Haha.” Rykiel laughed in derision, extremely happy. “What, didn’t you say we weren’t even as good as free fruits? Is that all you’ve got?”

“That’s a misunderstanding… It’s Breith Magazine’s own drivel,” Moss said in an indistinct voice. He once again stood up, swaying on his feet.

“…He’s actually talking about misunderstandings now. They were so arrogant before.” Many people rolled their eyes in the stands.

“Misunderstanding? What about now, you’re still not admitting defeat. Don’t tell me you’re still thinking of beating me?” Rykiel mocked Moss with a laugh.

“At the very least, I can consume some of your strength.” With a roar, Moss charged at Rykiel.

“…” Members of team Mountain Kings were suddenly a little speechless.

Was he really taking blows head on just to wear down his opponent’s strength and create an opportunity for his following teammates?

“Your team Holy Dawn, did you qualify for the national tournament by fighting like this?” Team Mountain Kings’ “Death Hammer” Austin couldn’t hold back his loud laughter.