Chapter 137 - The Champion Versus The Half-wolf (Part 1) (1/2)

As soon as the particles from the hologram explosion took the shape of the shield, 'The Champion' immediately charged towards the half-beast, carrying his staff with his right arm.

Luke did not move, as he assumed his defense pose. He firmed his right foot as the fulcrum of his body and threw force to his left leg, which was in front. At the same time, he contracted the fingers of his hands to attack with his palms. He usually only used this position when fighting, not to kill.

As soon as the Elf man approached, the half-wolf saw the long staff strike toward him. He jumped back, and the stick hit the sand. Surprisingly, 'The Champion' took advantage that the stick found a point of attachment to use it to jump and kick Luke, who defended himself with both arms.

The kick was not even able to bother the half-wolf, who had already become accustomed to receiving the S-Class' strong blows. However, the Elf was already aware that his strength was usually nothing impactful.

”<Increased Gravity>!” He shouted in the midst of the blow, and then his leg became several times heavier. Still, that wasn't enough for Luke to make it give way, which startled the Elf.

The half-wolf managed to hold the weight of the man's leg with one arm and grabbed it with the other arm. When 'The Champion' felt the grab, he knew he was screwed. Luke applied a quick transition, turning the simple grab into a spinning move.

From afar, the audience was watching the half-wolf spin the Elf as if his opponent were a doll, and when Luke finally let go of him, 'The Champion' bounced three times in the sand like a smooth rock would bounce in a calm pond.

”Ouchhhh!” People sketched, almost as if they could feel the pain the Elf felt.

”That's one hit already... two to go.” Luke spoke. His and his opponent's voices reverberated through the arena whenever they said something, and this time was no different.

The Elf tried to get up immediately, but his leg was still heavy. As soon as he realized this mistake, he gave his leg two light finger taps, and it returned to its average weight. He glared at Luke and shook his long black hair a little, which was now very dirty with sand. On reflex, he tried to search the surrounding area for his staff, but couldn't find it.

”Are you looking for it?” Luke asked as he removed the staff from his back as if he were guarding a gift. ”If you want it, you'll have to go get it.”

Then the half-beast hurled the stick hard as far as he could. In the end, the baton ended up outside the circle, which made the audience cheer at the show of strength.

”Holy shit... How did he manage to do that?”

”I once had a wooden baton and I never even dared to throw it, because I thought it would be dumb, but this guy proved me wrong.”

”What's with all the euphoria? That's not even the guy's only weapon.”

”Who's the dumbass who wants to fight with two different weapons too, right?”

Even 'The Champions' heard a lot of these comments coming from the stands himself and wondered proudly: