Chapter 562: Champion Security Guard (1/2)

Chapter 562: Champion Security Guard

Translator: OneshotwonderEditor: Hitesh_

”Boss, don't forget about the Flame Squad. Give us a chance please!”

Hearing the eagerness in the soldier's voice, Lewinsky's face turned black. ”Who do they think they are? They are supposed to be afraid of us.”

The soldiers in the Maersa city were so undisciplined and rowdy that they looked only a little better than street hooligans. Even the security staffs at the site, who were supposed to maintain order, had raised their hands and stuck their neck out in order to be noticed by Wang Tong.

”Shut up! Shut up all of you! We have guests today!” Wang Tong shouted. Lewinsky felt that Wang Tong didn't shout at his soldiers to install order; instead, that was just the way he talked to his men.

”Boss, we are in charge of the security in the city. Pick one from my team, please.” Tan Bu pleaded to Wang Tong. His crew had been urging him to put in a good word for them as soon as they heard that he would need a few champions.

”Buzz off! You all have a job to do! Brother Bu, can you help me chose one of your men?” The warriors who had come back from the crystal space had been separated into three groups, and each was lead by Tan Bu, Lun Duo, and Bu Zhihuo.

”Yes, my lord!” Bu Zhihuo mostly kept things to himself. However, he was trustworthy and honest. Ever since he came back from the crystal world, he had found his place in Battle Wolf. He found hope in Wang Tong, which gave him strength and determination.

”Valentin, make it quick.” Bu Zhihuo pointed randomly at a soldier. As Valentin scurried toward the battleground, the rest of the soldiers' heads drooped in disappointment.

”Well, well! Cornwall, have you seen how full of themselves they are? I believe that you will know what to do.” Lewinsky was beyond furious. The casualness in Bu Zhihuo while he picked the champion was in stark contrast to the process of hand-picking the soldiers Lewinsky had brought with him.

Champions of both sides arrived at the battleground. Cornwall unsheathed his long blade and let his powerful level twenty soul energy pour out of his sea of consciousness. He was confident that he would be able to prevail in any fight as long as he was not facing against faction leaders such as Aamir.

Sensing his opponent's soul energy, Valentin stood unflinchingly. He took his time and channeled out a trickle of soul energy. His action went against the rule of thumb of fighting, to crank up the soul energy as soon as possible.

Cornwall's face blackened as he felt being insulted by the security guard's action. He was a level twenty lieutenant; how dare the latter not take him seriously? This was unacceptable!

Cornwall didn't want to waste any more time, so he attacked directly. His long blade sent out numerous razor slashes of burning lights at his opponent. Valentin dashed left and right to dodge the attacks coming from all directions, not wasting any of his energy on unnecessary moves.

Even after a few seconds, none of Cornwall's attacks had landed on Valentin, making the former anxious. It was evident that his opponent was much faster than him. He still had the initiative right now, but sooner or later, Valentin was going to counterattack. The thought scared Cornwall greatly, as he didn't want to be defeated by a no account security guard.

Hence, Cornwall gathered strength and released all of his power at once while charging at Valentin, hoping to end the battle with one powerful strike. His move was the most common technique used by Martians, the Belligerent Dash.

But, right before the powerful attack was about to land on Valentin, the young security guard's soul power suddenly surged. A fire of deadly power burned inside his eyes as he cranked up his GN force and poured it into his weapon, slashing at his attacker.

After an ear-deafening explosion, the battleground became so quiet that the audiences could even hear a pin drop. Even the soldiers in Maersa were shocked by the power in Valentin. No one inside the city had seen the power of warriors who were trained by Wang Tong himself until today.

After a single exchange of blow. Cornwall's blade was snapped in half. A cold blade now rested against the nap of Cornwall's neck as blood trickled along the sharp edge and dripped to the ground. Holding the blade, Valentin no longer looked like an ordinary security guard; he was a bloodthirsty demon straight from hell.

The guests from the Egypt city were high-level warriors, but even they were shocked by the display of strength.

Lewinsky hurried to the stage and admitted defeat in the first round before Cornwall received more wounds. The citizens and the soldiers alike cheered and applauded for Valentin's decisive victory.

”I hope I didn't disappoint you, my lord.” Valentin bowed to Wang Tong.

”You have done well. Take a rest.” Wang Tong dismissed Valentin with a wave. Lewinsky wanted to say something, but he failed to find words in his mouth.

”Mr. Lewinsky, that's round one. Who would you like to fight in round two?” Wang Tong asked with a smile.