Chapter 75: How to trash someone (1/2)
”Gotta give them a show for their money, Ya know?”
Marcus laughed at the trembling figure of Gabriel.
The life in his face was completely flushed out just like the air inside when the balloon pops.
Gabriel stood in his place trembling, the man in front of him was the same guy whom he had challenged in the morning. And it was coincidentally Marcus too??.
Gabriel's mind screamed at him. It screamed at him asking how Marcus had survived his attack and how his hand broke. The Double punch he gave him was a child's play for Marcus. Gabriel remembered how he had felt when he punched the man in front of him who claimed to be Marcus.
HIS BODY FELT LIKE AN IMPREGNABLE IRON WALL!!.
”No! step back”
Gabriel fumbled with his words when he saw the Man he thought was a wimp walk towards him. He struggled to drag his body back through the floor. His hand was broke and he was too scared to realize it when he accidentally used his hands to move back.
”AAAAARGH”
His scream echoed throughout the stadium, making the crowd scream and cheer more in surprise.
Marcus was 10 meters away from Gabriel and was unmasked. The Crowd was going completely haywire, why wouldn't they!!... Marcus had just survived.. no, Easily dusted off the royal man's powerful attack just now.
The Crowd support seemed to shift to Marcus's side as their voice echoed in unison.
”MARCUS!!”
”MARCUS!!”
But the chant soon changed to something else. Everyone started to shout a complete different name as Marcus stopped and looked around him in surprise.
”DEVIL MASK!!”
”DEVIL MASK!!”
”DEVIL MASK!!”
”DEVIL MASK!!”
A new nickname, just what he wanted. He got one at the school and now. Seriously!??...Even though he was the same guy having two nicknames, his heart felt like he was somehow a two in one package.
It was because he was.
”DEVIL MASK!!”
”DEVIL MASK!!”
The already terrifying cheers became louder as every second passed.
”Become famous in a day?..cross that out of the bucket list”
Marcus chuckled, his hands waving up and down as the cheers followed his motion.
It felt like they were an orchestra, where Marcus was the conductor and the rest were the band.
Marcus's hands dropped and he struggled to hear what the terrified Gabriel was saying to him. His pale lips were parting in and out but the voice was far away from audible.
With a drop of his shoulders, Marcus clapped his hands.
*BOOM*
The wind pressure after his small clap almost blew the referee and Gabriel away if it weren't for his insane air manipulation skills. The wind around them converged and covered them in a translucent air ball.
The Crowd went silent as if they were hit by an Instant neutralizer. Both Gabriel's mouth and the referee's were wide agape in shock and fear. Imagine if those hands clapped behind your back.