160 Indifferen (1/2)

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”Make me.”

When Raven said this, the remaining patience that the old man had was instantly gone. He quickly rushed forward towards him, not even bothering to hide his animosity towards Raven. In his mind, he won't be satisfied if he didn't break a few bones on Raven's body.

The old man raised his wooden sword and swept it towards Raven's shoulder joint, he was planning on dislocating his arm right away since he saw that Raven doesn't even have any weapons.

Many saw this and inwardly sneered, what a devious guy, attacking a junior. Wasn't he aware that his attitude was being watched by Raul? What a disgrace.

Nevertheless, none of them interfered. Nobody told this child to participate in this event, he came on his own accord so he must face the cruelty inside this arena.

But before the wooden sword landed on Raven's shoulder, a distinct smirk surface in his face. He raised his hand and met the blow using his bare hand.

The old man was shocked, is this boy planning on killing himself? He might be wielding a wooden weapon which reduced his lethality but meeting his attack with a bare hand was just outright stupid. The old man started to think that this guy must've been dropped when he was a baby, causing him to grow up with a few screws loose.

His attack connected, but imagine his surprise when he saw his wooden blade being grasped tightly by Raven's naked palm.

The old man's eyes constricted, he tried retrieving his swore but Raven's grip was too strong, no matter how he pulled his sword, it just doesn't budge, not even an inch.

Raven audibly sneered, that attack failed to hurt him at all. With a strong tug, the old man who was holding the wooden sword felt his whole body fell over, before he could even thought about stabilizing himself, he suddenly felt a strong abdominal pain that almost made him vomit gastric acids.

The pain was too much for him to handle, he lost grip of his weapon and kneeled on the stone floor of the arena while retching and coughing. He suddenly felt a strong grip on his hair, and before he knew it, he's already lying outside of the arena. His face was pale and he had an incredulous expression on his face.

He seemingly forgotten about the pain and just stared at the arena with wide eyes. He searched for the kid that he attacked earlier and saw him on his original position, standing straight like a spear and indifferent to whatever's happening around him.

'What the hell…' the man thought to himself, he looked around him and saw that the rest of the disqualified fighters were staring at the arena, no paid attention to him nor to anything that had happened to him at all. 'Just what the hell happened?'

Somewhere along the crowd of audience, Elyion was watching while munching some goodies.

He had been paying close attention to Raven since the beginning of the round, he also saw the spectacle that many people failed to see earlier. Inwardly, he felt pity to the old man.

'He never stood a chance…' Elyion thought inwardly, 'He got handled like a degenerate that he was. He still probably having a hard time believing what happened, it was his fault for provoking Raven.'

Elyion saw it clearly, the old man provoked Raven by telling him to obediently go down, he was also feeling rather smug about it, like bullying children was his hobby. As expected, Raven barely did anything to deal with him.

After receiving his first attack, Raven pulled the sword of the old man, making him lose balance and interrupt his thoughts. Then with a clench of his fist, he delivered a solid punch on his stomach without even moving from his position. When the old man kneeled in pain, Raven grabbed him by his hair and threw him out of the arena. It wasn't even a battle nor much of a fight really.

'I wonder how he would react if I tell him that Raven could take down a fully grown tree in just a punch.' Elyion giggled inwardly.

He then threw this notion at the back of his head and watched on.

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”Freeze!”