Next Stage Of The "Tournament"
Thinking of all the exciting battles he had to look forward to, Adrian thought of something he had not been thinking of for a while. His stats, He had not been looking at them since he arrived at the Harlace family, he didn't even know the increase in stats, he just felt stronger.
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Name: Adrian Stone
Age: 17
Class: Novice spearman
Subclass: None
Title: None
lvl: 14
Health: 65/65
Mana: 39/39
Strength: 14 -> 15
Agility: 18 -> 20
intelligence: 8 -> 13
stamina: 12 -> 14
Vitality: 12 ->13
Bravery: 12 ->15
Charm: 8 ->10
undistributed points: 0
Combat Skills:
Basic Spearmanship lvl: 7 (Up!)
thrust lvl: 4 (Up!)
swing lvl: 4 (Up!)
overhead swing lvl: 2
Perforate lvl: 2
Whirlwind lvl: 1
Unnamed skill lvl: 1 (Please name this skill!) (New!)
Description: Self-created skill, which combines the power of momentum from the dash, and striking power from thrust. Charge in a straight line, similar to a spearman charging on a horse.
The power of this skill depends on the level of 'Dash', 'Thrust' and 'Unnamed skill.'
Active Skills:
dash lvl: 4(Up!)
Passive Skills:
Disciplined lvl: 4
Instinct lvl: 3(Up!)
Emotion control lvl: 5(Up!)
Pressure lvl: 3(Up!)
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Adrian himself was very surprised, this was some significant stat boosts. He had never seen such a dramatic rise. It might be because he had been training under instructors, and he had some better equipment to train with.
He also saw that he had gotten himself a new skill, which was self-created. He did see in the fight, be he had forgotten all about. But it seemed like it was a strong attack he could use to get close to opponents.
Adrian did not really know what to call it at the moment. He had been thinking for a while, but he was not good a making up names for skills. So he chose to just call it 'Spearman's Charge.' As he had decided this, a small notification popped up.
[Unnamed skill has been named 'Spearman's Charge'!]
After seeing his stats, he could not help but get a small confidence boost. 17 years old, and he was stronger than most adults around the age of 20. What person would not get confident after knowing that?
"The fight has now concluded, and the winner is Bertram from the Barham family!" The commentator was excited about this fight. "It was a good matchup between the two, since Kyris is a skilled wrestler, while Bertram was a strong weapon user! In the end, Kyris did not manage to tip over Bertram, and lost by a small margin!" It was the first time the commentator narrated a fight, which meant it had some excitement to it.
"After seeing a fight like this, are you all ready for the next match? I am sure it will be full of excitement too!" The commentator made the crowd ready for the next fight. As he said this, the crowd went wild once again, out of pure excitement.
"Will the fighters with number three please step onto the battle stage!" The commentator was ready to start the fight now.
As he said this, two fighters went on stage, it was two of the losers from the last round. One from the sixth house, and the other from the fifth house.
Boooom!
As they were about to start their fight, a huge explosion came from the crowd. It was from the east side, where most of the commoners had been placed. Everyone looked over to where the explosion came from, as they were all shocked something like that could happen.
BOOOOM!!
After a few seconds, another explosion happened. This one happened on the other side of the stadium, this was where Johanna was sat, as it was where the more privileged people were sat.
"AAAAAAAAH"
The audience in the stadium started to panic now, and they all rushed towards the exit as fast as they could. Many of them tripped over each other, and then got trambled on by the others, it was quite the chaotic scene to witness.
Einar himself did not want to run, he would much rather find where Johanna was. He was worried that something might have happened to her.
Before he could go search though, he felt a powerful killing intent coming frombehind him. The two guys wh had meant to be fighting in this round, had transformed into some kind of demonic creatures, just like the guy with the corrupted technique.
This time though, they seemed to be in full control, with no anger or emotion shown on their faces, like they were actually true demons.
Their bodies had also grown bigger and stronger, their skin colour had become crimson red, and they had grown a pair of horns. One of them stood around 3 meters tall, while the other were around 2,5 meters. The shorter one had changed his weapon to a bow, while the bigger one had changed it to a massive 2 meter hammer.
"HAHAHAH, what do you say? should we kill some humans, brother?"
One of the two men said, as he looked at the other one. It seemed like they knew each other from before the tournament. It also sounded like that this was something they had planned in advance.
"That was exactly my thoughts!" The other demon just smiled, as he agreed.
Einar looked at those two, thinking of what he sould do. He really wanted to go save Johanna, but it seemed like that would almost be impossible. He did not want these two to roam freely, as that would probably be more dangerous.
Looking around, he found that these two were far from the only demons here, as many of the high ranking officers and strong fighters of the nation, was currently in many battles around the arena and in the air.
Feeling the energy and killing intent from the two demons in front of him, he could determine that they were slightly weaker than him individually, but together he would have no chance of surviving the fight, if it got too prolonged.
"Can you hold them off for ten minutes?" A voice appeared behind Adrian. It was not a voice he knew off, but it sounded strong and full of authority.
"I can, but that is also my limits!" Adrian answered back, as he had no plans of letting these demons wreck havoc in the capital.
"Good!" The voice disappered once again, as fast as it appeared.
After that little interaction, Einar prepared himself for a harsh battle. A ten minute battle was a long battle, especially if you had no advantages. Two people against one, where all of them had around the same strength, the odds were against him.
"It seems you will be the first prey, HAHAHA!" The bigger demon said, as he showed a cruel smile.
Einar did not say anything, but he showed an indifferent expression. He did not want to give away his thoughts, as it seems like the demons had not heard the interaction he had before.
The smaller demons suddenly shot his bow straight at Adrian, while the bigger demon had appeared at his side. The bigger demon swung his hammer at the exact same time, as the arrow appeared right in front of Adrian.
All Adrian did, was duck down and jumo to the side. The attack was powerful, but very easy to read. As he came to the side, he used the skill 'pressure' on the bigger demon, while also launching 'perforate,' this caused the demon some shock, as he used the hammer to block the most important parts.
Before Adrian could od anymore though, the smaller demon interrupted with hi skill 'barrage' which send tens of arrows flying towards Einar.
Adrian started evading, moving around at high speeds with 'dash', while also hitting some of them out of the air. Too bad for him though, he still got hit by 4 of the arrows, none of them hit any important places.
He got two arrows stuck in his left shoulder, a single one in his left leg and the last one hit his right underarm. He was luckily still able to use both arms and the leg, since they didn't manage to penetrate too deeply.
After their small exchange, the two demons retreated a little, and stood next to each other once again. They had barely been touched, while Einar had now been wounded, and was now more at an disadvantage.
"With this power, it seems you hadn't gone all out in the tournament yet, I must compliment your strength!" The bigger demon said, as he had some admiration in his eyes. He had the same trait as Einar, he was a battle maniac.
"Haha, thanks, I can say the same to you two, you are quite strong!" Adrian asnwered back with a smile. He knew he was at an disadvantage, so he used this opportunity to waste some time. He might be a battle maniac, but he is far from stupid.