Chapter 111: Finale(for ambiance, blast on your favorite battle music) (1/2)

Alex and the prince slowly climbed back to their seats.

There were only 16 contestants left in the martial competition.

The gap between the skilled and less-skilled imperials was narrower now, so the battles were more exciting than ever.

Time passed by quickly, and the sun was slowly shifting westwards.

The audience was louder and louder, and no one left their seats.

Food vendors had set up stalls around the seating area to accommodate the hungry spectators, who didn't want to miss the next battles to fulfill their biological needs.

Soon enough, the number of contestants further halved, and halved again, until there were only 4 contestants in the competition.

The host excitedly announced the next battle, ”Black Horse, Prince Aadityapal, against Blessed by fortune, Prince Arjun!”

The other prince gained his title because his match-ups were always against the weaker contestants, and he only reached this point because of that.

With Ayush and Aarush, who were some of the strongest contenders for the throne, out of the competition, the opponents didn't quite match up to Aadityapal's skills.

The fight was quickly over, as the blunt edge of Prometheus brought down its judgments on anyone who dared to cross its path.

The next fight had Princess Ranya against a relatively strong prince.

In spite of his strength, Ranya completely obliterated him.

Aadityapal gulped and his composure turned anxious.

With the end of that fight, the final showdown of the martial competition would begin.

The rising underdog vs the elite princess.

The battle garnered blood-curlingly loud cheers before it even began, and when the two contestants made their way to the arena, the host's voice was completely inaudible because of the sheer volume from the crowd.

Ranya confidently stood on one side of the arena.

She was completely intact, and unharmed, except for a small tear in her clothing that Aarush's rope caused.

Strangely, Aadityapal's wounds from his fight against Ayush had all healed, and only the tattered clothing signaled any past harm.

The tension between the two imperials devolved into a form of psychological warfare.

Worry occasionally spilled out on Aadityapal's expression, but he nonetheless confidently raised his shoulders, and the now-clean Prometheus hung at his waist.

”START!”

Cool winds brushed by the two contestant's bodies, and in a split second, they both charged towards each other.

*CLANK*

The Vajra and Prometheus clashed against each other, and the force from the attack pushed both of them back.

Ranya seemed stunned when she saw the intact longsword, and remarked, ”You have a good weapon.”

”You too.”

Aadityapal wasn't interested in any discussions and bolted back at the princess.

*BAM*

When the divine armaments hit one another, a vacuum of air generated from their pure, unadulterated physical ability.

However, Ranya didn't step back and pushed down a bit more.

Aadityapal frowned, and a numb sensation suddenly spread throughout his arms and body.

A flash of light went through the Vajra, and into Prometheus, conducting itself and zigzagging before it reached Aadityapal's body.

”AAARGH!” Aadityapal groaned from the pain of the lightning bolts and jumped back.

'I was too careless!' Since Ranya had only used her physical abilities until now, he forgot that she also had supernatural powers.

The two were evenly matched in terms of physical strength.

Therefore, Ranya decided to change her tactic.