10 Psychic children 10 (1/2)
Within the crowd, many were able to anonymously slander Sergeant Red with hateful comments.
”Hum, brats.”
Sergeant Red was not affected in the slightest. He walked forward unarmed.
”You will be fighting unarmed?” Han asked.
”Of course. Do you think I would fight on equal grounds against a mere child? The rules are simple. If you make me kneel or fall on my butt, it will be your win.”
”What is my losing condition?”
”That will be when you admit your own loss.”
”Then there is no way that I can lose.”
”Let's see about that.”
Han was confident that he would never admit his own loss. When he used to steal food for his younger siblings, no matter how much he was harshly beaten by adults he never snitched or opened his mouth to tell the truth.
Han did a light warm up and swung his spear.
Voosh!
Feeling a good pressure push against the palm of his hands, Han spun his wooden spear left and right. He used both arms to brandish his spear freely.
”How shameless can you be to be class president when you're unable to properly display psychokinetic powers. Kids have such low standards these days. Don't you think it has fallen a bit too low?”
Sergeant Red smiled as he spoke. Han's face flushed slightly red. He firmly held his spear and attacked.
”HAA!”
Han shouted as he attacked.
Sergeant Red laughed through his nose and dodged. His body was at complete ease.
”I won't go easy on you for being a child, Han.”
POW!
Sergeant Red grabbed Han's shoulder and used his knee to stab into his gut. A gut wrenching groan was heard. Everyone winced unknowingly.
”cough, cough.”
Han couldn't breathe properly because his chest was aching with pain. Sergeant Red raised his feet to stomp onto Han,
KwaK!
Han rolled on the ground and managed to dodge just barely. He felt a chill run down his spine.
'Isn't he trying to kill me?'
Han's legs shook from horror.
If he had been stomped on just then, he would have really died. Sergeant Red's military boots were as heavy and no different from hammers itself.
”Whether dragons, minions, one year-old babies, girls, or 80 year old elders it doesn't matter because I will kill them all. I won't go easy on others just because they're weaker than me. Your enemies are as I described. They have no mercy, and they don't negotiate; they're the worst enemies of humankind. If you were to compare it to your current fears, you would find that moments like these are nothing but trivial feelings.”
Han struck his spear onto the ground and struggled up.
”Sergeant, is your specialty to fight with your mouth?”
Han spoke. Upon those words, the whole space became quiet.
”WAHAHAHA!”
The sightseeing sergeants and students boisterously laughed.
”This brat…”
Sergeant Red had truly become enraged. He had landed a heavy hit. For a long while, Sergeant Red would become the butt of all jokes.
He grabbed Han's collar and threw him in the air. Just before Han flew off, he scratched the sergeant's face with his spear.
PAM!
The corner of Sergeant Red's lips bled while Han, who was thrown in the air, slammed into the wall. His back felt numb.
”Aah.”
Han groaned. Sergeant Red didn't understand the idea of mercy.
”Give up, Han.”
The student of Class D looked toward Han with nervous hearts.
'Please win, Han. How can Sergeant Red take control…. that devil just wants to kill us all.'
All the children who had hated Han also wished for a good outcome. Rather than living under Sergeant Red, following under Han would mean a happier life for everyone.
”Han!”
”Win! Han!”
”Break his nose flat!”
Encouragement permeated from all direction. Han took hold of his senses and looked forward. Sergeant Red's fist was flying his way.
BAM!
Han raised his spear and blocked the oncoming fist. Sergeant Red's forehead twisted. Suddenly a kick flew from the side.
Fwish!
Han reflexively dodged. Sergeant Red's kick connected with nothing but air.
”AAAAH-!!”
He yelled with all his strength while swinging his spear. The only way to land critical damage with his small body was to move his body in large arcs. However, this also meant that his attacks would be slowed down drastically.
'That is a good attack. So there was a good reason Instructor Wei held him in such high regard.'
Sergeant Red praised Han's senses. His spear arts had been fully adapted for battle.
SWISH!
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”Ugh!”
The spear handle crushed into Sergeant Red's side. The sound of ribs cracking reverberated. Sergeant Red gritted through his teeth to bear out the pain. He grabbed onto Han's neck and arm.
SSSSsss
Sergeant Red's eyes glowed red. A hellish glow dripped from his irises. His palms seared with heat. Smoke billowed out.
”ggue….aaaaaaah!”
Han screamed with pain. His arm and neck were burning.
Sergeant Red used his psychic energy to burn Han alive. The burn wounds extended as the smell of cooked meat spread throughout the area.
”Admit your loss, Han. Joke around and you'll die.”
Sergeant Red's voice sounded calm and steady.
He spoke as if he really held no qualms of killing Han. The audiences expressions also hardened.
”Sh-shouldn't we stop them?”
”What are the other sergeants doing? Han's going to be killed!”
Han felt as if even his brain was being fried at this moment. He barely managed to open his eyes. Sergeant Red coldly looked down towards Han.
”I will not give up.”
Han spoke through gritted teeth.
His face was bright red by now. He was in a state of excruciating pain. The blood inside his body was boiling and it felt like his body would explode.
Plap.
Sergeant Red threw Han onto the floor. Han lost consciousness at that moment.
”Damn, he didn't give up, but I didn't lose either. What to do?”
The observing students felt anger rising from Sergeant Red's behavior and words.
”BOOOO!”
Jeers flooded from all direction. Sergeant Red found his cool once again and smiled while waving his hand in appreciation.
”Okay, okay, you brats. This brat needs to be sent to recover. Until he recovers, I will take control of class D. Once Han recovers, he will become the new class president.”
The medical team ran over and carried Han away on a stretcher. Sergeant Red lit his cigarette and roared with laughter.