Chapter 107: Proved with Blade (2/2)

This turn of event delivered a blow to Ayrlarng's morale. Both Ma Xiaoru and Hu Yangxuan's faces turned black, contemplating unwillingly about the dark future. Should Ayrlarng lose the fight, they would have no option other than transfer to Bernabeu as they had agreed.

“You bet, you pay.” Such was life.

”This is absurd! This is... despicable!” Tita and Kyaero protested, but their voices were drawn by the louder and louder cheers from the students of Bernabeu.

Wang Ben didn't give up; instead, he carefully and patiently looked for an opening in his opponent's defense.

Martyrus, on the other hand, relaxed his body into his chair, he knew Cao Yi was a solid fighter, and he seldom made mistakes.

Cao Yi questioned his blind obedience that turned this fight into a cheap shot, but no one paid much attention to Cao Yi's feeling, which was written in plain view on his face.

He despised old fox's strategy and felt that it was a disgrace to an honorable and worthy opponent like Wang Ben. The fight felt like a gone-show to Cao Yi, and although he knew that he had the ability to fight back, all he could do was to drag this fight into a stalemate.

Cao Yi's lucky dodges were in part thanks to his tremendous power. Should anyone who did not possess the same level of strength had tried to mess around with Wang Ben, he or she would have already hammered into pulp under Wang Ben's fists.

The seemingly simple act of dodging attacks was actually very difficult if not suicidal. A simple mistake would force Cao Yi into a dead corner, and all his previous miraculous evasions would end in vain. However, in nearly twenty minutes, Cao Yi did not make even one of such mistakes.

Truth be told, this tournament should not have ended like this for both combatants were top notched and honorable fighters.

Despite his tremendous desire to fight fairly with Wang Ben, Cao Yi continued to carry out his orders, after all, the victory of the tournament was more important than his personal values.

Samantha started to come to terms with the reality. She first felt anxious, then hopeful, and then hopeless. Martyrus had calculated this move very carefully, and he eventually decided to let Cao Yi take on the duty. Even if Cao Yi were not able to score this round, he would still be able to drag this match into a draw.

A few moments had passed, and the same game of mice and cat was still playing in the arena. Apache felt bored, so he closed his eyes to doze off for a while. Although he could not bring himself to agree entirely with the old fox's method, he understood where he came from. Nonetheless, he still lamented over this wasted opportunity of fighting a worthy opponent.

Apache did not care much about the sense of justice and righteousness like he used to. Years of heartless slaughtering had taught him one of the most valuable lessons: becoming indifferent was a small price to pay to grow up.

Only five minutes left until the time was up!

Both Cao Yi and Wang Ben had spent most of their energy, and their moves started to become sluggish. However, both remained adamant in their course. Cao Yi dared not to be less careful and had executed every single move by the book, leaving no weak spots.

Wang Ben had cracked many tough nuts before, but none had been as slippery as Cao Yi. No matter how hard Wang Ben taunted him, Cao Yi didn't rise to the bait once.

Wang Ben felt the pressure as he knew that the game was near its end.

”Hehe, less than two minutes left,” Ovlor said as he glanced at his watch. He could not help to marvel at Martyrus's brilliant strategy.

On the other side of the area, students from Ayrlarng looked depressed. None of them had thought that this much-anticipated fight would have consummated in such an anticlimactic end.

Wang Ben suddenly stopped his attack and casually relaxed his fingers and necks, he then said, ”Hey you, stop jumping around for a second.”

Although slightly annoyed by Wang Ben's obnoxious tone, Cao Yi remained distant with his opponent, fearing that it was another trick to taunt him into a confrontation.

”Martyrus is not as great as most people had told me. He is rather despicable, and same goes with his students.”

Wang Ben said as he rolled his eyes at Cao Yi.

The audiences boiled over after they heard the conversation inside the arena. To some degree, Martyrus was a legend at Bernabeu. It was him who had brought the former B-Class school into the A-Class, and some might even say that Bernabeu was not that far behind an S-Class. He was the pride of Bernabeu's teachers and students. He gave students hope, especially those who were struggling to keep up.

Cao Yi could swallow any humiliation Wang Ben throw at him; he figured that it would be the fair price to pay in exchange for a secure victory; however, he could never allow anyone to humiliate his principal.

Having sensed the barely contained anger in Cao Yi's eyes, Wang Ben let the corner of his lips lift a little. ”I say Bernabeu should just stay an A-Class, S-Class has no place for cowards like your lot.”

Cao Yi turned his face toward Wang Ben, and for the first time, he stood upright in front of his opponent. He grinned, ”I know what you are up to. But I can't allow anyone to talk about my principal like that. He is the BEST!”

Cao Yi finally unleashed his GN force and bore down on Wang Ben. Although there was only a minute left on the clock, he simply could not sit and take the insult directed at his beloved principal. Students at Bernabeu regarded their principal with profound respect and with uttermost admiration as if he was their father.

Apache also regained interest in the fight, and he sat up to watch the actions.

The outburst of Cao Yi's GN force had surprised even his classmates as its intensity seemed to rival that of Wang Ben.

No one, except for Martyrus had thought that Cao Yi had possessed such power. An ordinary student might spend three or four hours a day on training, but Cao Yi would spend his entire day in the training room. He had never taken a holiday, neither had he spent any time on entertainment. He followed a very strict routine to ensure enough rest for the next day of training.

Not only he had spent more time on training, but he was also much more focused while doing so; therefore his training was also more intense than other students. The combination of time and intensity eventually had transformed him into a top notch fighter of extraordinary power.

It was Martyrus who had given him the chance to become stronger.

Wang Ben smiled broadly, ”Excellent! Prove yourself with your blade!”

Wang Ben channeled his GN force into his clenched fist and delivered a punch that was aimed squarely at his opponent.

This Gong-show finally took a dramatic turn.