Chapter LI - Blue Flaming Monster (part 1)

The second bell already rang.

I dind't even realize it because I was fighting. Marksus's tornado was also pretty loud, so it made all outside noise to just be white noise to me.

And now, the determined time has arrived. But, I'm wondering about something odd.

Klane is right next to him. Why is he with Klane? Why did he arrive with Klane? Are they close? Closer than me!?

Jonus walked towards the centre of the arena. He unleashed his pressure for only a second, but that alone caused stiffness in the air.

His pressure really is powerful, but it's nothing compared to Galar. I didn't shudder at all, but everyone else did.

VWUNNNGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!

This... is the pressure of a White ranked.

Klane then walked to the left, into the spectators area where she was greeted with both Fran's team and Hod's team.

The two teams had grouped when Jonus walked in. They thought they could sit together while watching the scene rolling in front of them.

"Hod. You know what this means, right?"

Fran asked Hod after the two teams joined together to watch side by side. She knew that this battle would mean a lot of things, but Hod already did what he could.

"I know. I warned her already."

The two ex-teammates sat right next to each other a little closer to the front. They saw Klane walking, and they stood up greeting her and invited her to sit next to them. Klane approached them and sat right next to them.

Everyone else sat on top of them on the higher seats. The two teams, including Klane, are watching the scene in the arena.

"Where are you looking?"

Jonus's glare is nothing more than painful. Not physically painful, but more like annoyingly… annoying.

His eyes are filled with hunger. But the more I looked, it wasn't a hunger for women like what Marksus and the boys had when they stared at me. 

It's a hunger for battle. The same thing I would have, if it wasn't for the fact that I just fought like a minute ago.

"Your opponent is right here. Why are you looking at them?"

He opens his chest and spreads his arm, presenting himself. But, I simply peeked behind him towards the spectators seat.

I then began looking around, to see if there's any bodies lying on the craters.

Marksus's large group of friends had already picked up their friends and had already left the arena. Looks like those guys will feel annoyed after getting completely beaten by a Purple rank.

And now, my biggest problem is right in front of me. Right now, he is releasing a pressure quite small for a White ranked. But the previous pressure he blasted was powerful.

So, I thought maybe I should unleash my pressure also.

The full length of my pressure, I just showed right now. Previously, I was holding back because my friends were right next to me. If I had shot all of them, they would have totally stopped breathing.

But now, they are in range. My target is that bastard.

I let out the power. Pressure, rage, bloodlust. Without realizing, the stones and dust on my feet rose up until my knee. The ground crumbles as the pressure is breaking them into cracks.

VWOOOOOMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And all I did was simply release my pent up emotions... Am I not allowed to do so?

Jonus looks a bit shocked, but he isn't as shocked as I thought. Instead, he laughed and grinned cunningly at me.

Something tells me he had expected this.

"Amazing. Your pressure really didn't fit a Purple rank at all. In that case, I'll let off some steam as well."

He then lowered his posture, as if getting ready. My eyes were opened wide as his pressure rose rapidly, and the results were shown right away.

VWUUUNNNNNGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

An evenly powerful pressure came out from him. The rocks and pebbles on the ground are also rising up to the point of his knee, and we all know that this is by no means normal.

For sure... we are both monsters. We're just taking our time measuring each other out.

As the two most powerful pressures in the kingdom right now are facing one another, the people present are shuddering in fear. They all knew that these two people are by no means a normal adventurer, and they all knew what could happen had the two genuinely fight.

The walls are shaking, and some even show some slight cracks. Everyone looked around the building in worry as dust fell on their heads.

"W-Will this arena even hold on!?"

"I don't know man! But I really wanted to watch!"

The whole crowd went crazy. They couldn't completely withstood the pressure coming from the middle of the arena clashing one another, but they don't want to miss what is happening.

An underdog fighting a White ranked adventurer? It's certainly an interesting thing to watch!

Klane and the others are also controlling their magic energy so that they won't get affected. They are sitting quite close to the arena after all. However, even as bystanders, staying safe from the pressures alone is already quite worrisome.

"Say..."

I looked at him once again. I can see the worried face worn on his expression, and I can tell he is worried about the surroundings and everyone else.

"Why don't we tone it down a bit and start slow?"

He suggested as he lowers down his pressure until a breathable point. I noticed what he was trying to do, and I did the same thing.

"Good idea."

He straightened his posture. He snapped his neck and muscles so that they wouldn't get stiff. I simply did a little stretching for my preparations.

Technically, I don't need a warm up, since Marksus already works as my warm up. But it's just so it doesn't look too bland, and making it look like I'm taking this seriously.

I unsheathed both of my swords and formed a stance. The pressure I'm releasing is quite a small amount, but Jonus can tell the intent just from sensing it.

He did the same thing and unleashed his single red sword. The blade looked red with slight decorations of yellow flames.

His eyes are studying me wildly, as if very eager to start the battle.

We both turned to the jury guy, who was very glad to be able to breathe. He seemed scared, but he knew his duty and immediately started the countdown.

"R-Ready!?"

We both nodded at him, and then we turned at each other.

His pressure really is different. It felt much heavier for a small amount, like it has been greatly refined and strengthened to a very high point.

This guy is definitely strong. This... should be interesting.

"Begin!!!"

The magic energy I piled on my legs exploded, and the same goes for him. The both of us disappeared from normal eyes as we closed the distance.

FTANGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

A force of powerful wind struck the spectators. It was caused only by contact between his sword and mine. Our swords are stuck, where my swords are forming a scissor, and his sword in the middle.

He tried pushing it as hard as he could, but so did I. We both looked mean at first, but we figured it's stupid to take this seriously, so we chuckled.

Then, we disappeared into blurs again.

This is where the real fight began.

FTANGG!!

FTANNGGG!!!!!!

TAANNNGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sounds of a light speed sword battle occurring at the speed of light can be heard in the middle of the arena. Without enhancing the eyes, no one would've been able to see what's happening besides hearing the continuous spamming of swords clashing one after another.

The wind force caused is also noticeable. For every clash, the pressure released caused everything to shake. Slowly, but surely, the crowd felt scared by how powerful it was.

In a fight this fast, I can still hold on. But if it's so much faster like Galar's, I will most likely fail.

Currently, my advantage is the two swords, so I thought about using that. But I just can't seem to land a hit in, and the same goes for him. Neither of us can land a hit, and we are both grinning thanks to that.

His sword skills are just as good as mine. He overcame his weakness of only owning one sword by dodging, while I focused more on using my swords instead of moving more.

We jumped a little further from each other after a whole minute of sword fighting.

I enchanted my orcish sword on my right hand with Intermediate fire, and enchanted my knights sword on my left hand with magic energy. I also enhanced my body with magic aura and energy, as well as coating my whole body in ropes of healing magic.

This is my most powerful form... How will he reply?