Chapter 143: Appear, the second dark horse! (2/2)

“Bring it on!”

A ferocious roar burst out of Ayrin’s throat.

He held his breath. His face turned purple as he once again invoked Holy Body Ignition.

“Crown of Ice and Snow!”

Breathing intently, he charged at the eight huge axes hurling in his direction. His clothes flapped in the wind. He fiercely pushed his palm forward in the air.

“Boom!”

A huge white block of ice appeared in front of him.

At the same time, blowing rumbling air waves and creating fearsome vibrations with it, his right fist pounded on the white block of ice.

“Crack crack crack crack crack…” With a series of explosive sounds, the snow-white block of ice instantly deformed, transforming into a white crown of snow and ice lying horizontally in the air, crashing against the eight axes and the wild gusts of winds.

“What a violent power, what a wild fighting stance!”

In this instant, almost everyone’s eyes twitched in the stands at the sight of Ayrin’s unrestrained figure.

Terrifying sounds of hacking and shattering exploded in the field following that.

The huge crown of ice and snow disintegrated under the collision and the hacking. Countless shards of ice and snow splashed away, covering the entire arena.

Werther broke through from the ice and snow, still surrounded by eight axes, but the sharp shards of ice had torn many bloody wounds on his body.

The chaotic gusts of wind had already dissipated.

All around him, the eight axes were also about to fall down.

He roared wildly and grabbed two of them, continuing his frenzied charge in Ayrin’s direction.

“Wait!”

Just then, however, Ayrin suddenly lifted his hand and gestured he admitted defeat.

Seeing his gesture, Werther halted subconsciously, but his brain intertwined left and right with all sorts of complex moods temporarily had a little trouble following.

“What are you trying to do now, what kind of plot are you up to!”

Stopping his steps, Werther couldn’t stop himself from roaring.

“It’s not that. I really can’t fight any longer. My arms are so swollen, I’m already at my limits lifting them like this,” Ayrin explained in all seriousness, his aching face etched with an expression that said he had no other choice.

Werther’s eyes, everyone’s eyes in arena, they all fell on Ayrin’s arms.

Everyone saw that Ayrin’s arms had swollen to half again their usual size. Apart from the color of bruises, they’d already swollen to the point they seemed filled with water.

“They’re so swollen already… Are you really admitting defeat?”

In the suddenly quiet arena, Werther suddenly came to his senses. He won his duel against Ayrin.

Yet, he was suddenly seized by the urge to cry.

His arcane particles had already run entirely dry.

Even if Ayrin admitted defeat, how would he fight the following bout?

He wanted to cry, yet he had no tears. Werther lowered his head and slowly stretched his hand.

…

“Werther is also forfeiting?”

“If so, does that mean Holy Dawn Academy won? Team Holy Dawn beat team Mountain Kings five two?”

“This Ayrin, isn’t it simply like he defeated team Mountain Kings all by himself?”

Seeing Werther also making a gesture of forfeit, the entire stands fell still for one second, then erupted in an uproar.

Another upset!

Another dark horse emerged!

The second weeds-level team defeated a strong team, just like the first!

“I knew this guy would give us a pleasant surprise, but I never thought it would be such a pleasant surprise.”

Ivan stood up in the stands. He started applauding, a rare smile emerging on his face.

“A spectacular battle.”

With a faint smile, Ferguillo started clapping as well.

“These guys really won again!”

Gaskin wore a sullen scowl in team Dragon Breath. “How many meals do I owe now?”

“Another dangerous figure emerged. It seems the road to the cup this year won’t be nearly as smooth as we thought.” Captain Morgan sighed quietly, then he also started applauding.

The applause was sparse at first, but it shook the entire arena by the end.

“Ahahahaha, we won! We really won!”

Hugged tight by team members wild with joy, Ayrin never stopped his foolish laughter.

There was only Stingham standing unhappy at the side, his face sullen.

“Did I really make the right choice?” Even Rinloran couldn’t stop himself from running at Ayrin and beating his chest a couple times. Such a thought kept nagging his mind just then.

“Truly a fool!” In the stands, Rinsyi still had a confident and sinister expression. “He’s so swollen, I’m sure there are many broken bones in his arms. With wounds like these, he can’t recover even in half a month. He might be absent from the next match just for the sake of beating team Mountain Kings all by himself. You can’t be any more stupid than that.”

“But the degree of this guy’s strength and strangeness, he really can’t be underestimated.” Beside him, the flirty girl started smiling. “He should really be a threatening enemy for you, right,?”

“He, and team Holy Dawn, they still don’t have the qualifications.” Rinsyi coldly shook his head. “I already told them when I was in St. Lauren. Just comparing the depth of our benches, a team like theirs simply can’t compare to us.”