Chapter 16 (Part 2)

Even though the bell did not understand Goblin's language, seeing their body movements and tone of voice, it was easy to understand when the master advanced to the 'arena' they were mocking him, seeing their barbaric nature, surely there would not be a single word coming out of their mouths.

Just imagining this makes Bell angry.

On the other hand Alan still looks calm. Facing monsters with height that is almost the same as him, but with a bigger body, he only shows a poker face.

Unlike Alan who is calm, the Goblin is so passionate.

"Graaa - !!!" the battle cry came out of his mouth followed by the other goblins.

Screams like this, usually will give a pressure that is not visible to the opponent. But in the middle of the arena, Alan stood calmly.

When the goblin ran over, Alan did not make a gesture of horses or other preparations, continuing to stare at the goblin running towards him.

The goblin is approaching, making a little pull ready to swing the bat towards Alan.

Alan only sneered at this movement, shifted his body to the side, the move was not at all fast, but it looked so right, when the bat almost hit his body he had moved, so the punch missed and only hit the ground.

With a movement that looked lazy, Alan stuck the wood in his hand into the goblin's stomach, forcing it to tear the goblin's skin while walking backwards.

Blood flowed from the goblin's stomach, actually this wound was not deep at all, as a race living in the wild Goblin used to fighting so small, not too much impact on the goblin's body, only made him angry.

Alan who stood behind didn't show much reaction to the goblin's anger, casually he then kicked the back of the Goblin's knee.

This weak-looking kick managed to make the goblin fall to the ground, before the goblin could stand Alan slitting the goblin's neck with wood in his hand.

Another wound that makes the goblin bleed, this wound is deeper than the previous wound. Goblins can't stand not screaming in pain.

Even after doing this too, Poker faces continue to stick on Alan's face, even though things like this are commonplace for him.

Bell who was watching from the side was once again amazed. The fight with grandfather, and the battle of the goblins proved the difference between clear fighters.

He remembered his father's words, "The battle between the weak is distinguished by strength, while the strong one is distinguished based on skill and fighting experience"

Today, finally he could fully understand his father's words.

His gaze once again, focused on fighting in the "arena".

Alan still holds the Goblin's head, but unlike before, he is now standing in front of the Goblin.

Alan dropped the wood in his hand and then held the Goblin's head in two hands.

Using his knee, Alan kicked the Goblin's head

Once, twice, three times ... every goblin around was silent seeing this brutal act. The strongest warriors of their tribe were not left to reply to an attack. Like children who are mocked by adults.

After dozens of similar kicks, Alan began to get tired. He then took back the wood he had dropped, slightly raised the goblin's head that had been battered in his hand, and directed the piece of wood on the yellow pupil, which now looked scared when he saw a piece of wood close to its eye.