NOVPUB"You despicable bunch! Is there any spirit of martial combat left in you?!"
Kuise continuously stepped back, shouting harshly like he wanted the entire audience at the venue and those watching the live broadcast to hear.
Finally, he understood a sentence.
Between bare-handed and armed, there was a high wall. n𝚘𝚟𝚙u𝚋.co𝚖
It was not just a weapon.
It was also a torture device and a tombstone.
"This is the Saint Hall Shape Will Axe Fist Technique named by Instructor Lanci."
Looking at Kuise acting like he didn’t want to fight, but also didn’t want to lose face and give up, the vice-captain only felt Kuise was ridiculous, pitiful, and adorable.
The spectator stands became slightly silent.
Those laymen didn’t really know how to comment on the spirit of martial combat.
"Um… I can attest for everyone that this move indeed exists. Principal Lan once taught it to the clergy of the Northern Continent in the Shadow World. There is also another move called the Sacred Light Sword Technique: Twin Peaks Through Ears."
On the commentators’ deck, Lavisseir tried to smooth things over.
Her co-commentator no longer dared to follow her words.
If you said she had no face, she would logically explain it all. But if you said she still had face, she would actually blatantly lie with her eyes open.
Nobody knew exactly what she was.
However, the referee’s podium had fallen completely silent.
Loren’s palms were sweating, his knees trembling, and he couldn’t speak.
He wanted to stop the match.
But so far, no rule-breaking action had occurred.
Kuise had not surrendered yet.
As a referee, Loren had no right to forcibly interfere with the normal progression of the match.
More importantly, the two elders beside him would not allow him to act recklessly.
"Ugh…"
On the bench of the Ichrite Academy’s team, Hyperion wanted to cry but had no tears. It seemed she didn’t want to be seen by the audience as part of the coaching staff anymore.
But, the moment she had sat down earlier, it was already too late.
"Although if I taught them the Five Poison Fist or Sun Fist, they could win faster, but that would seem a bit unfair. We have to consider the school’s image and make sure our opponent admits defeat."
Lanci commented.
He seemed to have not forgotten his role as a coach at all, seriously directing.
"Do you really think so…"
Hyperion could probably understand that the Five Poison Fist referred to Frey’s [Toxin Sting], and the Sun Fist should refer to the blinding Light Magic.
"By the way, where did Frey go?"
Suddenly remembering, Hyperion asked Lanci.
"Isn’t he with you?"
Lanci hadn’t seen Frey at all these past few days.
"Eh, that’s strange, he bet on this, he should be very concerned about the outcome..."
Hyperion looked back confusedly, she hadn’t seen Frey since the start of the match.
But they hadn’t paid much attention to it.
"Don’t worry, Hyperion, I still taught them a set of authentic boxing skills, enough to restrain Kuise."
"The more you say that, the more worried I become..."
While the two of them were chatting, a few shadows on the Battle Square teamed up as a well-trained hunting team, working together to pursue Kuise.
"Die!!"
Kuise panted heavily, trying to attack one of the enemies first to break them down. However, the ruthlessness and madness of the Demon King’s Army was fully exposed, the sound of breaking bones from both parties almost simultaneously, and the blood splashed out.
They seemed to ignore Kuise’s resistance, each attack was an execution of a cold death sentence.
Before Kuise could even steady himself, the dark shadow with the heavy sword somehow appeared behind him, brutally slashing at him. Kuise didn’t even have a chance to turn around before his back was slashed open, leaving a blood trail.
Another shadow at this time also grabbed Kuise’s arm, scoffed, and using a great force held him in a grappling hold.
Kuise, who had been beaten a little dazed by the continuous attack, finally mustered up some strength. But he knew that the first thing he needed to do now was not to counterattack, but to surrender!
Continuing to struggle, he himself dared not guess what these crazy creatures would do to him.
However, before he could even open his mouth, a punch from a metal armored hand landed on his larynx.
"Hehe, you want to surrender?"
The vice-captain’s voice seemed to have dropped sixteen tones compared to a few days ago, deep like the sound of a heavy hammer striking in a foundry.
"Ah… Ah…"
Kuise clenched his throat tightly, saliva and tears of pain slid down his twisted cheeks, but he could not make a sound.
"Have you learned to communicate friendly now?"
Accompanying the vice-captain’s words.
The next second, the shadow behind Kuise used a low kick and hit him hard on the knee while pressing his shoulder to make him kneel on the ground.
"This is called Basic Etiquette."
Before Kuise could understand this sense of humiliation, a Fighter immediately aimed a punch at Kuise’s eyes, blinding him and making him see stars.
"This is the Shining Virtue."
The current of air and the booming noise moved closer.
Another member of Ichrite had already thrown down the heavy sword in his hand, clapping hard on Kuise’s ears on both sides of his head, a dizzy sensation making Kuise almost pass out.
"Let’s let you hear some wonderful notes!"
A few Warriors of the Soul of Fighters’ Club Team, took turns using various Lanci Skills in the form of boxing, nearly depriving Kuise’s five senses, followed by the ultimate insult.
Parents in the audience hurriedly covered their children’s eyes.
The scene was too violent.
Loren, shocked, finally realized the seriousness of the problem and wanted to stop the match immediately.
But the control terminal on the referee’s podium seemed to have malfunctioned, it was unable to turn off the boundary and stop the match.
"Why did the control circuit break now?!"
Loren’s heart pounded wildly, almost collapsing as he yelled.
Immediately, he jumped down from the air using Wind Magic, the gust seemed to brush away the dark clouds, every Wind Magic he used resonated with the boundary of the arena, gradually weakening its power.
He couldn’t use his full force, even if it meant unlocking the boundary violently and quickly, but it would inevitably harm the civilians on the audience stand!
Time seemed to stand still at that moment, until a slight vibration spread throughout the entire arena, and the boundary finally began to collapse.
It did not collapse with a bang, but dissolved in the air like fog dispersing in the wind, gradually disappearing.
However, by the time Loren could stop the match, it was too late.
This was bound to be a major accident remembered in the history of Ichrite.
Meanwhile, Ichrite Academy’s large-scale activities would be permanently prohibited by the Ichrite City Government.
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Knight College’s Arena’s control center room.
In the dim room, a tall and sturdy figure wearing sunglasses put down the mouse in his hand, quietly leaving, leaving only the bitten line emitting a magical aura behind him.
