Chapter 25 (1/2)

Chapter 25: Charge Through

Translator: Yukidaruma Translations  Editor: Yukidaruma Translations

“Who’s that?”

With a holler, Kaunitz still managed to turn his body whilst in the air, fiercely smashing his tender fist towards the figure.

The other party chuckled and returned the punch straight on. Kaunitz only felt overwhelming strength piercing through his fist into his body, the domineering strength sending him flying.

Bang! With a loud sound, Kaunitz flew over twenty metres away. Half kneeling on the ground, he felt his right arm numb and aching. His vital energy and blood thrashed about in his body, making him unable to exert any strength for quite some time.

He raised his head to take a look, and stared in disbelief at the burly man who had driven him back.

“Robert?”

That burly man laughed, already turning to squeeze through the gates. His height was over 2.5 metres, and his four limbs were strong and thick, much like the supporting pillars of bridges.

There were many big Warriors on the grounds, but standing beside him they looked like little kids.

Wherever this burly man passed by, it was as if a wild boar thrashed through a ploughed field, the crowd being the wheat, easily crushed and pushed aside. With just a few steps, he was the first to dash out of the grounds.

“Hahahaha, the Prefectural Champion this time around can only be me, Robert Abel!”

With a fanatical laughter, he dashed out like a tornado.

“Robert Abel?”

“How is that possible? Isn’t he the leader of the Tyrant Fist Dojo?”

“Hasn’t he already undergone the first transition?”

“This fellow…” Kaunitz gritted his teeth. Eldest Martial Brother Ogden came up to him from the back and asked in concern, “Young Master Kaunitz, are you alright?”

With a cold snort, Kaunitz dashed out once again without bothering to reply. Fury had been ignited in his heart, and without showing any mercy, he advanced like a crazed elephant. Wherever he passed by, the others would be thrown off their feet.

‘Damn it. This fellow Robert… Has he disbanded the Tyrant Fist Dojo?’ Kaunitz thought to himself. ‘If he were to disband the school and go under the Empire’s protection, even if he’s already undergone the first job transition he would still be qualified to participate in the Prefectural Selection.’

Kaunitz was aware that the Tyrant Fist Dojo was merely a third rated school which only passed down the route for the first job transition. As the leader of the school, Robert was merely a level 13 or 14 who had gone through the first job transition.

Usually, he would not give a hoot to such a Warrior with the Knight status. Even if he could not win against the other party, he would be able to fully suppress him with just his background alone.

But they were now in the Prefectural Selection. It was almost impossible to only depend on his own abilities to win over the other party and claim first place.

For a Warrior like Robert who had undergone the first job transition, the goal was the Regional Selection after the Prefectural Selection, namely the path towards the second job transition.

With Robert’s sudden appearance, the atmosphere in the grounds turned increasingly heavy.

Following Kaunitz’s dash out of the grounds, three other figures consecutively knocked off the people around them and dashed out as well. Tens of people who were at the front cried out as they were grabbed, pushed or sent flying by these three.

The three were one lady and two guys respectively. They also had blonde hair and blue eyes, with similar attitudes to that of Kaunitz.

The lady had a pale face, as if her skin had never seen the sunlight, and her figure was slender and light, similar to the legendary spirits. She closed in on Kaunitz with just a few steps.

As for the two guys behind her, one of them had bronze skin, black hair and was dressed in animal hide, much like a wild man who had come running out of the mountains.

The other one was dressed in a full white suit and wore a spotlessly clean mantle, without a speck of dust. His gaze carried a tinge of despise when he looked at the rest of the people before him.

Amidst the mad rush of the four, a large amount of energy smashed hard into the ground, allowing them to tear through the air like missiles as they chased after Robert.