50 - Tournament 2 part 6

The earth was completely gone, it wasn't an illusion as there was literally no traces of mana in the air. As if I was in some form of a vacuum. When my fist landed, everything blacked out and only the castle reappeared. Did I perhaps create a blackhole? Tch, I can't go full speed huh~ what a pain. Rewinding time with [wrath], I returned to the point where I haven't went full speed yet. Scrutinising the area with my senses, it turned out that the Fez in front of me was a fake. The real one was behind me, catching her breath and trying to recover. Did she run low on mana?

Landing beside her, I thrust my fist so many times that it became a blur to the audience. Followed by numerous cracking sounds, coughs of blood and air ripping shockwaves from Fez, she stood back up as if all of it was nothing. " You think I would compensate for physical attacks? Sorry, but that was my focus since day 1 of being a long range fighter. To build up resistance from physical attacks" (Fez)

"Pretty impressive, but I will still grasp victory."

"I'd like to see you try!" (Fez)

Layers of tentacles exploded out of thin air, destroying everything in it's direction. What's with magical girls and tentacles? Dodging with ease, waving my hand let out a shockwave that destroyed the first layer of attacks. Lunging closer, I swung my leg a half a round, decimating the surroundings and the rest of the tentacles. That was the time for me to attack. An opening in her defence.

Injecting my remaining energy into my legs, I launched forth with my fist in tow. Releasing my arm, I used my strength without my speed. The recoil of the speed I was going at bore a deep cut around my elbow in the shape of a ring. Everything below the elbow to the shoulder was seperated from the body and burned from the heat and pressure. Blood trailed out as I my arm still continued to move towards my opponent. It went so smoothly that my arm impaled through her torso.

It tourned out that her physical resistance was just that. It was temporary since I drained all its strength by using it up, sucking her dry of mana to keep up the resistance. Having devastating attack power would of course take more mana to reduce or negate the damage. Collapsing on her knees, Fez vomitted blood as she smiled. Looking at her eyes, they were exactly the same as last year's tournament, hungry for victory. Or was I reading too much and she just had a trump card? Well, I'll never know.

Using that small opening of me getting distracted by thoughts, she unleashes one final move. " [Final hit: Wrath of the Banshee]!"

She uses her last drop of mana as her magic dissipates into the air. Through that last drop, more mana is being controlled. A 15 metre wide magic circle spreads behind Fez as the drop of magic keeps multiplying until it formed a massive, condensed ball of destruction. It was similar to the dark element, but somehow different. I couldn't understand why, but it had an aura of a primal entity.

Collapsing on itself, a enormous beam of destruction akin to [void beam] shot forward. This is where I got caught in her trap. I got too close to her and could no longer dodge the beam. It was twice my current speed and I had and nowhere left to escape from it. The actual [void beam] was too weak to negate it, I couldn't use magic, and my body was too beat up to punch it.

In the end, my only option was to bet. Returning to the same situation as the battle with my uncle huh~? A battle that depended on miracles, obviously this was not preferential, but this was the time to create a new skill that would get me out of this situation. My first hint was [final hit], uncle Vadim had used one as well but it was different. Just what exactly was [final hit]? The only thing in common was that all mana would be used, but effects differed between each person.

'Obviously it is a skill that responds to your feelings~'

'And how would you know that? You're not suppose to exist.'

'Well this is a perilous situation, taking a guess wouldn't hurt. '

'You would know best huh? Well I have no choice but to give it a try.'

Tch, talking to myself again, do I easily get that stressed? Well here goes. Awaiting the large mass of purple destruction, I went with my heart and spoke what I thought was the most appropriate. What did I want to do about this situation? That was simple.

"[Final hit: Torn logic]!"

If this skill reacted to feelings so easily, it should change over time, otherwise it was just luck. Turning inside out, the giant mass of energy headed straight for Fez. Being magic based and having no mana left was akin to being paralysed. Adding more onto the table was the fact that the attack tracked its opponents and matches their speed, if they were even slightly slower than usual let alone not be able to move, there was no escape.

As the explosion spreaded shock waves across the match ground, the barrier shatters like glass as I use [wrath] to heal my injuries. Similar to last year, I attained victory by a hair's breadth. After all this, I was incredibly impressed by Fez. Even though I had such a ridiculous speed, she developed counter measures and effectively closed the gap. Metaphorically, the gap was only manually widened near the end when I developed a new skill.

[Final hit: Torn logic]

Inverts a targets laws

Cost all mana.

Cannot be blocked.

With my win, they can't really turn James into the king anymore. Did their family perhaps made a bet with the temporary governing body? Now that the citizens had an idea on who the strongest person was, there would be an outrage if James became the king anyway. From that view their family had lost the race, now the only people who had a chance of competing is me and Fez. The other great families have rather miniscule chances, the people would rather vote for a strong ruler.

Since I won against Fez, I could just use our friendship to ask for a 'favor' if she ever won the right to rule. It was kind of frustrating for the king to die, sure I would get a stronger enemy, but now I don't have a goal to work towards in strength. The only line of action left was to work my way to level 1000 and challenge other strong fighters from other kingdoms.

I teleported back home with [shadow step] before preparing a bath. For now I just want to relax, I'll deal with everything when they finally start to choose the ruler.