Chapter 217: Stingham Makes his Appearance (like an Idiot)!” (2/2)
“Haaa… haaa…” Hill panted heavily but remained motionless like a corpse after hitting the ground.
“Match over!”
At this moment, chief referee Clancy took a deep breath and declared the end.
Hill had actually been knocked onto the ground… he had lost?!
Hill’s strength undoubtedly placed him within the top ten celebrity fighters of this national tournament, if not the top five, yet he had lost just like this?
No one could believe their eyes.
“What else is trying to do?”
Several cries suddenly rang out from the stands.
Moss had already won the match, yet he was still making his way forward, step by step.
“This guy… what a performance!” Ayrin was stunned as he quickly realized that Moss had already completely reached his limit and was losing consciousness but was still moving forward because of his desire to fight and win.
“Moss, you have already won!”
“There’s no need to continue. You can withdraw now!”
At this time in the stands, students of Holy Dawn Academy continuously shouted at Moss.
“Moss, you have made me proud, proud of you.”
A gentle voice simultaneously rang out.
Moss couldn’t hear what the students of Holy Dawn Academy were saying, but upon hearing this familiar voice, he immediately turned around.
“I’ve already won… it’s already over?”
Hearing that familiar voice, Moss immediately woke from his stupor. A slight smile emerged on his face as he tried to pump his fist in the air. However, his body was just too exhausted and unable to continue. With a bang, he fell to the ground like a small collapsing mountain.
……
“What a result!”
“Warlock Hill was directly defeated!”
As Hill and Moss were both carried away by medical teams, the entire arena descended into discourse.
Warlock Hill was the second most powerful existence in Golden Stag Academy’s team! As for Moss, he had seemed to be the weakest amongst the mainstays of Holy Dawn Academy.
This result caused those who had believed that there was no hope for Holy Dawn Academy to suddenly realize that this match could very possibly be a great battle which would still be talked about years later.
“Wahahahaha. It is finally time for this wise and divinely skilled genius to emerge!”
An incongruous and wild laughter suddenly rang out from Holy Dawn Academy’s side.
“It really is this seemingly idiotic fellow?”
The audience watched as Stingham took out a brush and combed his hair and then proudly walked onto the stage in a very narcissistic manner.
“Holy Dawn Academy’s lineup was indeed as this fellow disclosed earlier. That Moss was first, and he was second?!”
“I wonder what secrets this guy is hiding. I bet Rinsyi and the rest of Golden Stag Academy’s team are spitting blood right now though. They were planning to win by a lot, and so they put Hill out first, but it ended up backfiring and causing them to lose a lot.”
As Dragon Breath Academy’s team watched Stingham walk out, they couldn’t help but talk excitedly amongst themselves.
Golden Stag Academy’s side of the stands was completely silent.
“A very good trap.” The very pretty Megan was the first to break the silence as she looked at the nearby Tyrin. “From now on, we must be a little cautious. Otherwise we might become laughing stocks.”
“Agreed!”
Tyrin, a little boy who seemed aloof, slowly replied as he began walking toward the stage. He seemed like he was eternally a little cold.
“Hellball Master Tyrin!”
“Golden Stag Academy’s second competitor is Tyrin! They are actually using their full power for this match!”
Before Clancy could even announce the competitors of the second match, nearly all of the spectators had already recognized the seemingly aloof little boy.
……
Hellball Master Tyrin was also an extremely unique celebrity fighter.
In last year’s tournament, all of his offensive and defensive actions had been accomplished through usage of countless black spheres of arcane energy about the size of a fist.
These black spheres of arcane energy were incredibly strange. They could appear anywhere atop the stage and could be controlled by Tyrin through some kind of unknown method.
Thus, his opponents had to always be aware of each and every one of these arcane spheres at all times and couldn’t focus on just him, making the one on one fight one against many.
But the most crucial aspect of these black spheres of arcane energy was that while they all looked the same, they all had varying powers and properties.
There were some which would be purely physical attacks, whereas some others would contain spiritual attacks or detrimental effects.
“Does this fellow actually have the ability to fight against Tyrin?”
Thoughts like this continuously echoed through many spectators’ minds as they observed the exuberant Stingham opposite Tyrin.
“It’s about to start. What does this fellow have up his sleeve?”
Due to Moss’s performance in the first match, Morgan and the rest were eagerly expecting Stingham’s match. They were itching to see what kind of strength this odd fellow would have. Thus, they were bewildered when Stingham, who was already in position, suddenly ran to the other side of the stage.
“Sophia, you came to watch my match!”
“After I win this match, let us start getting along better!”
As Stingham excitedly shouted those words towards Sophia, who was beside Ferguillo and the others, after rushing to that side of the stands, the rest of the audience became speechless.
“Did this fellow came to chase skirts or participate in the tournament!”
Many spectators began swearing at Stingham.
“I’m most handsome!” Some spectators even began taunting him by sarcastically saying his favourite phrase.
“Haha, everyone knows I’m the most handsome!” Everyone’s faces filled with black lines as Stingham didn’t become angry from their mockery, but even more happy as he shouted at the top of his lungs, “I’m most handsome!”