Perverted Otherworlder 235 Look

"Look over there!" shouted one of the crowds.

The battle between Luna and the others immediately lost all of its attention as they turned their focus. A lone man was encircled by three powerful promising cultivators. Dubbed as the head of the clown from the entire circus, it only took him one action of his to change their entire perspectives.

The way things stand right now, they were not the underdog anymore but rather on equal grounds against the favorite. It was only a test yet the 'dog' had barred its fang against the lion and made it realize the situation.

"Fue, Audrich, and Firion, three promising youth is actually trying to gang up on him? What about respect and honor?"

"Don't you get it, they do that because they respect his strength, honestly, I thought I would see Faust being in that situation if things were going according to statistic data."

Fue gritted her teeth as she saw the smirk on Lyon's face as if nothing crazy was happening. "You're arrogant despite being from a lesser world!"

"Said the one who wants to gang up on a mere Soul Cultivator," winked Lyon.

His reply was like a thunderous flash exploding in their minds. They forgot one simple fact that was even more terrifying than they thought.

The four principals cracked their armrests as they heard what he just said. The strength he was displaying, the ability he was showing, all come from a cultivator below the Divine realm. They instinctively put a glance against the weakest principal only to see him raised one of his eyebrows.

Old Dan furrowed his eyebrows (Hmm, he is not lying, how can this be? Is he using some sort of art or an item to hide his real cultivation? If what he said is true then) his body shivered as he couldn't imagine the future.

"Potential."

The word slipped out of Van's mouth albeit inaudible to the others. However, all of them already knew the true horror of what the reality presented to them. The competition was enacted under the pretext to see a glimpse of what the future would have been, what the latest generation could offer. But Van being a beastmaster saw a more terrifying truth. The youth below actually managed to get a blessing from a mythical being on top of everything.

"Hmph! Don't lump me with the others, they just saw an opportunity I was creating and simply took their chance, I only do three on one if I were the one facing the three."

Firion turned around before going back to his team and guard his pole. His action truly disappointed a lot of the spectators but could they actually blame him.

"Then I will need some pointers from you, Lyon."

Audrich who was standing a few steps away behind him readied his stance. (I need to make sure to buy enough time for my brother to break through their defensive line and secure a pole).

(Looks like Audrich is going to fight Lyon after all) she was thinking of leaving the two to fight alone and reduced their stamina however, seeing how Lyon could feint her fiancee it would be an easy feat for him to escape Audrich's fighting range, thus she had no choice but to fight him, else becoming a threat later.

"Be honored as you are about to experience Hufei's fighting style!"

Fue immediately launched herself forward without any sign of a step. The veins on her frail arms immediately bulged before the wind seemed to support the force of which she was going. Her feet landed near the target before her right leg immediately lunged forward and swung her palm.

"Hufei art: Stealing Jaw!"

Fue put her entire strength on the palm as she pushed it upward toward Lyon's chin. (At this distance, you don't have a chance to dodge! Feel the pain of one of Hufei's Art!).

However, a split second before the palm made its way to wreck his chin and dislocate his jaw. Fue's pupils immediately shrunken toward the expression she was seeing on his face. (W-why are you smiling?!).

*thud

Lyon lightly pushed her right leg to the side with his which immediately made her trajectory shifted to the side of his face, missing the target entirely. His hair fluttered as the residue of the wasted power still affected the air.

"J-just like that?"

"Are you kidding me? He just kicked her leg to the side to divert her family's art?"

"What a youth! To think he was able to think of that in such a small time frame!"

The spectators, either expert or amateur, surely had their fills for arguments.

Fue who was laying on the floor was fuming with rage before she saw a hand reaching out to her. She saw the gentle smile of the opponent she was supposed to crush and her blood rushed even more. (Are you going to mock me?! Showing pity to your opponent?!) thought Fue before she put one knee in an attempt to get up on her own.

However, before she could put out her curse words his hand was already planted on top of her head. (Eh...?).

"Be careful, haha!"

Lyon actually used her head as a prop to somersault behind her.

"Why you! Huh?!"

Fue realized that Audrich was already in the middle of planting his foot to her face from mid-air.

(Oh no, he noticed my silent art?!) thought Audrich as he noticed the impact was about to be diverted to Fue instead.

Fue crossed her arm in front of her face before the strike connected and dragging them both.

"Hah!"

She pushed his foot away before she noticed Audrich landing a few steps in front of her without any trouble.

Lyon crossed his arm as he looked at Chloe with a pride smile, disregarding the disaster behind him.

The ice beauty looked at him before shaking her head.

"Look," said Chloe as she pointed her finger toward Lyon's south.

Lyon raised his eyebrows before realizing something and immediately turned around. His pupils shrunken as he saw his teammates on the ground and the symbol on the pole turned into that of Faust's academy, Silver Sky.

Chapter end

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