Chapter 202: Godly Endurance (2/2)

“Boom!”

“Boom!”

“Boom!”

…

Everyone saw the spectacle of a Chris landing relentless blows on Nolan, while Nolan constantly fell back, struggling to steady his posture out of ingrained reflex, but unable to come up with any sort of counterattack.

Every time Nolan tried to catch his breath and launch an arcane skill, Chris interrupted him with an explosive blow. He could faintly feel the bones on the front of his body starting to crack under Chris’ heavy strikes. However, there was still an energy inside him, a vigor that made him stand upright and refuse to yield.

He refused to believe Chris could maintain her Burden Overload for much longer.

Fifteen minutes had already gone by from the start of Chris’ fight against Sarina up to now.

In Team Holy Dawn, Moss suddenly shouted just then, “Stingham, what are you doing?”

Previously looking as though he was praying, Stingham was now standing behind Carter and looking like he was about to do something shifty.

“I hate him!”

Stingham shouted when he heard Moss, “Just look at Nolan. Even if he can persevere and beat Chris, there’s no way I’d look like a savior even if I went on stage. Must be messing with me on purpose, am I right?!”

“Idiot!” Moss had the urge to choke Stingham just then.

“Stingham, the more people are injured in this match, the more important you will be for the next match,” Carter told Stingham just then, his voice quiet. “No matter what team we face next time, I promise I’ll make you fight second. It’ll be for the best if you can dispose of all the opponents when the time comes.”

“Is that true?” Stingham looked at Carter, a little dubious.

“I swear in the name of Holy Dawn,” Carter said.

“That’s more like it. I was going to kick you into the field just now,” Stingham said, his sullenness instantly swept away.

“I just knew he was up to no good.” Stingham made Moss thoroughly speechless.

“Moss.” Carter suddenly called his name just then.

“Teacher Carter?”

He turned to look at Carter. He saw Carter looking back at him, his face grave, his voice solemn when he told him, “Moss, I know your mother came to the tournament. I promise you, you’ll definitely make everyone sit up and take notice in the next match. You’re definitely going to make your mother proud.”

“Teacher Carter…” Moss’ eyes became wet for some reason. A strange feeling rose in his chest.

“What Teacher Carter means is… We’ll definitely win and advance to the last eight?”

…

Anyone could see at this time that both Chris and Nolan were nearing their limits.

As long as Chris stopped her barrage of attacks, as long as Nolan could riposte, then Chris would probably lose.

But everyone saw the girl with only one good arm rain blows upon blows on Nolan like a volcanic eruption, looking as though she would never ever stop.

Everyone had thought that the longer the fight dragged on, the worse things would be for Chris. But now, as time went by second after second, minute after minute, the spectators in the stands were slowly coming to realize that time wasn’t a barrier for her. She looked as if she could continue her offensive as long as she needed to.

“She can actually endure for so long… How on earth is she doing that…”

Already forced back to the edge of the field, Nolan could feel himself at his limits.

He could taste blood on his tongue, feel the reek of blood in his throat. His mind was still sober, but his body was already losing strength. His legs were even starting to give way.

“Ah!”

He roared fiercely just then. He wanted to use the last of his strength for a final counter.

But Chris’ incomparably cool eyes shone bright in the same instant. Her left fist once again smashed his chest with astounding strength.

“Thump!”

The entire arena seemed to come to a still with this muffled sound.

The next instant, Nolan’s tall stature flew back in the air, then fell down to the field.

“Huff…”

Chris stopped. She braced her left hand on her knee. Almost everyone could hear the exhaustion in her heavy panting.

Sweat oozed out of her skin, instantly soaking her clothes.

“Did we win?”

Even Ayrin was a little incredulous.

Team Silver Trout was such a powerful team… Did they really lose just like that?

Did Chris directly defeat powerful foes like Sarina and Nolan all by herself?

“Boom!”

The next second, cheers and shouts flooded the whole arena.

“How can someone have this sort of endurance? She’s truly… an amazing girl.”

Words like these reverberated nonstop in the minds of many many people.