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Chapter 100: Frey's Efficiency
Chapter 100: Frey's Efficiency
At this moment, the noon sunlight streamed through the wooden windows, casting a dull golden hue on the slightly dusty floor.
A gust of wind blew by, causing the doors of the arena to creak as they swayed.
On the left side of the arena, next to a slightly worn-out practice area, there stood a large sparring platform with two figures exuding intense, confrontational auras. The platform, aged by time, bore the marks of countless battles, its surface weathered and scarred with pits and cracks.
"While we will take this duel seriously, I won't go as far as to cross two tiers and bully you." Tzervyni pointed at Frey, her tone righteous and unwavering.
As one of the top third-year students, no matter how much she wanted to win, she wouldn't stoop to bullying a first-year newcomer—it would be unsportsmanlike.
Subsequently, Tzervyni waved her hand, and a burly martial artist from behind her stepped forward, his demeanor eager as if he couldn't wait to start pummeling Frey.
"He's our deputy captain, a fifth-tier second-year student. Let him teach you a lesson." Tzervyni stepped back, folding her arms, as she made way for the duel to commence.
In the quiet clearing, the light and shadows cast a somber hue, and the tense atmosphere thickened.
The two opposing martial artists, their faces stern, began their preliminary warm-up and preparations.
Simple, small jumps, landing with barely a sound.
Their eyes were resolute, as if the only thing in their world was the opponent before them.
Observation was a crucial step in close-quarters combat.
Frey took off his coat, his expression relaxed as he loosened his shoulders by twisting his neck. He faced his opponent with confidence and composure.
Everyone else gradually backed away, giving them ample space for the impending battle.
"What do you say?" Tzervyni looked towards Lanchi, who was standing on the opposite side, seeking his approval to begin.
"Please start." Lanchi nodded.
"Begin!" Tzervyni's voice echoed through the dilapidated arena.
As her words ended, the already oppressive atmosphere instantly shattered its constraints.
The burly man's roar broke the silence, like a wild beast charging towards Frey! His figure turned into a lightning flash as he unleashed the power of his muscles in a devastating kick aimed at Frey!
Frey remained calm, his gaze steady as he observed the charging man. He stood still like a motionless mountain, unfazed by the storm raging before him.
Frey's hand, which had been resting on his chest, was already in a blocking stance, as if he had anticipated and prepared for his opponent's sudden assault.
Even the martial artists at the back couldn't help but hold their breath, all eyes fixed on this pivotal moment.
The outcome of the duel could be decided in the blink of an eye!
Just as their figures were about to intersect, about to clash in a fury of fists and feet—
The next instant—
Frey's right hand shot out from his coat pocket, producing a round, crystal-like ball that shimmered with magical light. He hurled it at his opponent and simultaneously dropped to the ground in a defensive posture, akin to a veteran of countless battles.
A thunderous explosion reverberated through the arena, causing it to tremble slightly.
Smoke and sparks filled the air, and the piercing blast seemed to freeze time for a moment, leaving only the dancing sparks of heat.
The burly martial artist's body was flung into the air by the massive explosion, his form drawing a grand arc before he fell to the ground like a bird with broken wings.
His body tumbled a few times before coming to a halt in a corner of the arena.
Lying unconscious, his body was covered in soot, his eyes tightly shut as tendrils of black smoke curled from his mouth like an inky squid.
This dilapidated arena, which had just been enveloped in tense silence, was now plunged into stunned silence!
All the martial artists stared wide-eyed, taken aback by the sudden turn of events.
"...Lanchi!"
Huberian whispered angrily beside Lanchi.
She felt that something terrible was about to happen! Even though the group of martial artists hadn't fully grasped the situation yet, Huberian knew that Frey had pulled out a lightweight demolition bomb from the student council, and knocking out a fifth-tier martial artist with it was a piece of cake!
Lanchi offered her a barely perceptible smile, seemingly unconcerned about the situation.
On one side of the venue, Frey dusted himself off and stood up unscathed.
"I win," Frey said casually, shaking off his collar. His eyes sparkled with a bright light as he added, "Times have changed, and the spirit of martial combat must also ride the winds of change and embark on the flying ship of magic engineering."
"You son of a btch!!!"
Needless to say, the remaining martial artists were furious.
Huberian sensed the terrifying surge of anger, like a volcano gathering energy, from the group.
Although she was a bit scared, she was also amazed. Frey's simple move seemed to have pushed this group of people close to Lanchi's 'Great Loving Poet' killing line!
However, in a situation like this where a dispute needed to be resolved on campus, Lanchi absolutely couldn't be allowed to use his 'Great Loving Poet' and cause chaos!
"Frey, you despicable scum! How dare you still talk about the spirit of martial combat?!"
"How dare you use a hidden weapon in a fair duel?! When did the Knight's College ever produce trash like you?!"
It seemed like the group was about to lose control and rush forward to beat up Frey, but they were also afraid that he might pull out more bombs.
After all, Frey's bomb had damaged one of the wooden beams, causing the entire wooden house to become unstable.
The martial artists were afraid that if Frey continued his defense, the whole venue might be reduced to nothing!
Frey frowned at their accusations. "But you never said that new weapons couldn't be used in a fair duel."
"Shut up! You're not allowed to use bombs in a knight's duel!!!"
Although the Knight's College's dueling rules were unwritten and everyone couldn't find any specific clauses, they mostly relied on common sense.
But no one had ever pulled out a demolition bomb from the Magic Engineering Institute during a duel before!
The two sides maintained their distance, unable to come to an agreement.
If this continued, the anger might cause them to lose their rationality and spark a full-blown battle!
Just then, Lanchi, who had been watching from the back as if he was a bystander, finally stepped forward. He walked past Frey and briefly locked eyes with him.
"Everyone, please calm down. Peace is precious. I understand the point of contention and the problem here."
Lanchi looked at everyone opposite him and said calmly and steadily, "Initially, both sides had a biased understanding of the rules, which led to the current situation. So, I suggest we disregard this match and have a rematch. Moreover, before the next match begins, let's sign a contract and lay out all the specific clauses. That way, regardless of who wins or loses, everyone will be convinced."
His words were rational, and his expression was fair and open.
It seemed like it was his responsibility to help everyone reach a harmonious resolution to the problem.
(End of Chapter)
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