Strength and Rivalry 1.119
Viggo get up from under the rubble and pushed it sideways. He looked at Ottar who was still standing in the center of the arena and thought he had to get serious. Viggo got up, spit out saliva that when he fell on the rubble, he noticed that it was mixed with blood. Viggo looked Ottar in the eyes and took a deep breath, then he covered himself with a blood-reddish aura. At the same time, Ottar showed a beastly smile full of emotion. He raised his hand and invited Viggo to come over. Viggo also smiled and felt that the fury inside him felt less annoying than usual. It was the excitement, the euphoria, the madness to fight someone much stronger than him. Viggo took a ghostly leap and appeared one meter from Ottar. Viggo retracted his fist and threw a powerful punch. Like the previous time, Ottar barely had time to protect himself with his arms, but when he received the punch, he could barely withstand the impact and flew out turned into a projectile that crossed the wall of the sand. You could hear the rumble and the impact with several inner walls.
This in turn marked the change throughout the show and many adventurers began to get up from their seats and leave the coliseum.
Ottar ran from inside the hole in the wall until he reached the one where Viggo was, throwing two punches at him that Viggo deflected with his forearms. Ottar took advantage of getting closer, took Viggo with his powerful hands and in a quick movement threw him into the air. Viggo only felt the weightlessness of rising and saw Ottar jumping next to him. Viggo covered himself with his arms and legs as Ottar turned in the air and dropped his leg like a guillotine. The blow hit the target and Viggo fell to the arid ground leaving a crater.
Ottar fell to his feet on the ground, approached Viggo who was in pain, and lifted him out of the crater. Viggo was groggy from the blow, so he only managed to cover himself and Ottar took advantage of punching him several times in the face. On the other hand, Ottar began to become more and more enraged, since Viggo with that reddish aura covering his body, hardly received scratches or bruises. Ottar in his desperation went further than ever and increased the volume and strength of his muscles. Next to Viggo, it looked like the comparison of an adult to a boy.
Ottar retracted his fist as much as he could and threw a punch with all his might. Which stamped Viggo on the ground and made him spit blood. Ottar in his madness began to kick him on the ground and Viggo all did was protect himself with his elbows and knees. Suddenly Ottar wanted to give another big blow and raised his foot a little more than usual. Viggo took advantage of rolling to the side and Ottar unloaded his foot with all his strength. The crater deepened generating a rumble and the adventurers who remained in the stands began to flee. So did the gods who had no bodyguard adventurers above level 3.
Of course, Hephaestus, Hera, and Freya trusted Kain and that he would protect them. They stood in their seats watching as both boys looked at each other.
Viggo was able to get up from the ground and looked at Ottar seriously. The struggle had reached a level beyond what he had thought. Ottar looked like a crazed beast that would beat him to death. Viggo ran his hand over his lips and wiped his blood. Then he remembered what Kratos once told him:
<<-Child- Kratos said -Is this all you can do?-
-No- replied Viggo lying on the ground -I can do much more-
-You don't even get angry when we fight anymore-
-That's it, that's it- replied Viggo as he stood up and looked at his master.
Kratos frowned and asked him -What happened to you?-
-I don't know, it's just that I can't see you as my enemy-
-I am your rival, we are fighting, you must have the intention of beating me-
-Why?- asked Viggo, different from the types of the Dedalus region in Orario, Kratos was innocent, at least, in Viggo's eyes.
-To show you that you are strong! to show you that you can go beyond what your strength dictates. You must be better than yesterday; you must concentrate on your goal. Tell me what is your goal?-
-For now, for now- said Viggo, looking down -for now it's beating my friend, Ottar-
-Too insignificant-
Viggo raised his face and roared -Ottar is my age, but he is already very strong-
Kratos wrinkled his nose and snorted -too weak, you must consider being better than that. Stronger, bigger, more powerful than any other on earth—>>
Viggo looked at Ottar who really looked much bigger and stronger than anyone he has ever met in Orario. Then he looked at his own hands and then looked forward, looked Ottar in the eye and put himself in a combat position.
Ottar smiled more calmly and looked at him the same way.
Viggo jumped forward, running with all his might, and caught up with Ottar in a single second. The latter raised one of his thick arms to defend himself and the other to attack. Viggo threw a heavy punch. Ottar thought he could bear it and prepared his other fist to fight back, but his forearm gave way at a strange angle and broke. At the same time, Viggo seeing that the defenses were lowered, moved quickly, and punched the liver and another punched the ribs, only to finish off with a punch to the jaw.
Ottar shot through the air and once again broke the wall that delimited the sand.
On the other hand, Viggo raised his gaze emanating dignity in his expression and taking a great breath. Then he nodded to himself and felt strong, fast, and ready for anything; he felt in control. He was furious inside, he wanted to tear Ottar to pieces for attacking him so hard, but at the same time he felt calm and disciplined.
Viggo nodded once again and understood what his master meant. The wrath, the excitement, the feeling of struggle was a great feeling, but he was always afraid of losing his mind. He now understands that if he remains in control, the wrath and excitement of his heart, he can be a great weapon. However, you should never let yourself be intoxicated by such a feeling, otherwise you will lose everything.
Viggo heard Ottar rise from the rubble and push something so hard that a part of the stands collapsed. At the same time, Viggo remembered something old Xiao said.
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-What destruction?- asked Viggo curiously at the time.
-Let's say I take away the order of the world- >>
Did the master get lost in his Wrath and destroy everything? Viggo wondered as he looked at Ottar's shadow approaching through the hole he left in the sand wall.
Ottar had a thread of blood running from his forehead to his cheek as he gasped from exhaustion. His body still looked muscular and strong while his left arm, which had been broken by Viggo, had healed. Ottar came out of the hole in the wall and walked at a slow pace. The marks of cuts and bruises on his skin dissipated one by one. Only the visible blood remained, which, with the same heat, dried up.
Ottar came in front of Viggo and looked into his eyes. Viggo also followed suit, hoping for Ottar's reaction. Viggo felt that they had already decided this struggle and if they continued it would only be because of ego. Ottar looked at Kain high in the stands, with Hephaestus and Freya at his sides. Most of the gods and adventurers were gone, and there were only a dozen spectators left. Among them the god Ganesha, the god Apollo, the goddess Loki. Of the adventurers were the closest ones such as Jason, Odysseus, Achilles of the Hera family. Also, Maxim and a red-haired warrior of the Zeus family. Tatsumi, Flora, Tsubaki, Sakura and Ana had also stayed.
-Master, my sword- Ottar said in a powerful voice
Kain looked at Viggo and the latter looked at Ottar -Are you sure?- he asked.
-Yes- Ottar replied, looking into his eyes.
Viggo looked at his father and nodded.
Then Kain got up from his seat and took Ottar's big sword out of his ring. Kain took it from the handle, threw his arm back, and threw the sword. Viggo and Ottar saw the great leaf spin through the skies until it fell into the arid land, about two meters from Ottar.
At the same time, Viggo looked in all directions to see if he saw Semiramis but did not find her in the stands. Then he began to hear someone shouting his name from behind. Viggo turned to look at the caller and saw Semiramis clinging to the bars that closed the corridor through which he had originally exited.
Viggo walk to where Semiramis was, and she unbuttoned the Bag of Abundance from her waist and passed it through the bars.
-Have Viggo, quick, pull out your weapon- said Semiramis, her face full of concern.
-Calm- Viggo said with a small smile. He took the leather bag and put his hand inside -Ottar wants to fight and would not attack me from behind. It's not that kind of combat-
-But- Semiramis protested in a nervous state. Viggo seemed calm, but anyone who had seen the fight would think that the two wanted to kill each other.
-Quiet- Viggo repeated, pulling out the large golden axe with intricate runic drawings on its blade. Viggo approached the bars and passed the bag to her. Semiramis took it and in passing, stretched out his hand to hold Viggo from the thick belt.
-Please be careful- said Semiramis.
-Okay, I'll have it, I'll be back, I promise you- replied Viggo, he got even closer to the bars, Semiramis did the same and they gave each other a little kiss. Viggo looked at her one last time and smiled. She also smiled concealing her fear and Viggo turned his back to walk back to where Ottar was.
At the same time, Hephaestus, Kain and Freya watched Viggo return to Ottar.
-Ma!- said Freya as if she were surprised -considering how fussy you are with weapon, I thought you would give Viggo a nobler weapon-
Kain looked at his sideways and smiled, since at first, he had given a better weapon, but thanks to the intervention of old Xiao, he had to give him this one. However, the Leviathan axe was a good weapon, at least, it was in good condition to face Ottar's sword.