Saul started walking for the arena. After witnessing the previous fight, he was a little bit disturbed. He really felt like meditating but did not have enough time.
Walking into the arena, he noticed Callum. Callum made him feel a little threatened but he wasn't sure why. Callum had dark brown with slanted obsidian eyes.
He was tall with an athletic build, Callum was also dark skin. What really stood out from Callum was his abnormally long fingers. They were so long to the extent they were about as long as three of his fingers.
Saul was on guard against Callum, the moment they both entered the arena. Callum suddenly erupted with a fierce burst of killing intent. Before the referee started the fight, he was already running for Saul.
Looking at Callum charging at him with killing intent. Saul calmly dodged his attack while grabbing his legs using his weight against him and throwing him. It took less than a second for him to make the move.
Callum stood up with a snarl, dust littering his shirt. He once again charged at Saul with no technique what so ever.
Saul was quite confused, he felt threatened by Callum before but he did not know why. He lacked any semblance of a technique and fought with animalistic instinct.
Every time, threw Callum to the floor, he would stand back up unfazed. Saul was shocked at the resilience of Callum's body.
At this point, he was quite bored, he decided to let Callum hit him so he could practice Jorin. Callum was able to give him good practice with Jorin, he was fast so it was not easy to outmaneuver him.
After dodging another move of Callum's, he turned around to dodge again. But this time he could not see Callum.
Alarmed, he felt something in his instinct and tried to dodge. But it was too late, he felt a fist hit him straight on his nose. Saul was not able to withstand the punch and was thrown due to the force of the punch.
"Thud"
Hitting the ground with a thud, Saul tried to get up but was hit with a dizzy spell. [Why isn't he attacking me?] he thought. He was really mad at himself, he went at it again and underestimated his opponent.
"Get up!!!," he heard an angry voice say. He turned his head to see that Callum had suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Fight, you pathetic weakling. Before weren't you acting high and mighty. Do you like feeling like this?"
Gritting his teeth, Saul forced himself to stand up. His nose was bleeding profusely giving him a pathetic look. He looked at Callum, thinking about what went wrong.
He was showing so much power before and now because of a punch, he couldn't fight. Saul felt his bodies weakness, he did not feel like he could throw another punch.
He felt like lying down, but his mind, his pride wouldn't allow it. Saul without a sense of aim threw a punch at the direction of Callum. He obviously missed as Callum dodged it easily.
Callum throwing a punch of his own made Saul collapse on the ground again. But again he stood up throwing another punch, he kept on missing but he did not want his body to make him give up.
Throwing a punch after punch, he kept on collapsing from Callum's punches. Saul had tried to gain as many advantages as he could, to the point he even used his wings.
It temporarily surprised Callum, but he was able to recover quickly and pulling down to the air. At that point, Saul wings automatically retracted themselves from the pain of crashing on the arena floor.
Finally, Saul collapsed on the floor for what seemed to be the final time. [Get up, Get up,] He screamed to himself, but his body would not respond.
[Stand up,] Saul screamed again this time with all his fury. He would not let his body drag him down, he would fight until either he or his enemy was incapacitated.
Nothing happened, his body was too tired to move or make another movement. [Please, stand up,] He screamed for the final time.
[Congratulating host for unlocking 'Dao of never-ending will'.]
[User is awarded 50 SP]
Before blacking out, he heard the system notification. And from no were, he gathered enough strength to scream.
"𝐃𝐚𝐨 𝐨𝐟 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫-𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥!!!!!!"
From nowhere rage filled Saul's head and without knowing anything, lost conscious.
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P.O.V Change(Callum)
Looking at Saul laying pathetically on the floor, Callum was filled with contempt. Initially, when he first saw Saul, he was quite sure he would be really strong, so he came up with a plan. He pretended to be a pig to eat the tiger.
Callum was sure that no one other than him knew about his chameleon DNA implant. He was able in short bursts of time, meld completely to his surrounding environment.
When the fight began, he was right when it came to Saul. He was being tossed around like a ragdoll. But luckily his plan worked an he was able to trick Saul and beat him.
The judge noticing that Saul looked incapacitated was about to declare the winner of the round.
"𝐒𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭," Saul said, his voice coming out fiendishly.
"𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞?" He said again, his voice coming out this time indifferent.
Callum was quite alarmed, he did not know how Saul was able to stand up after a beating like that. He was even more surprised when Saul rushed at him even faster than before.
In a blink of an eye, Saul was already up in his face throwing a punch at him. He was able to narrowly dodge it. But the wind of the fist had managed to leave a long gash on his arm.
"How did he become so strong?" Callum said in alarm, he was sure if that punch had connected, he would be done for and no amount of doctors would fix that.
Quickly camouflaging, he started running as fast as he could away from Saul. Getting at least fifty feet away from Saul, he saw him open his mouth before turning to look at his direction.
"He can see me," he screamed in surprise. Callum quickly covered his mouth trying to undo his mistake.
But it was too late, Saul was already running at him at incomparably fast speeds with a maniacally wide smile. Before he knew it, Saul's fist was already in his face the wind already leaving cuts on his face.
And just as he was sure he was about to die, Saul's fist stopped before dropping to the ground with the rest of his body.
The winner of this round is Callum Hunt, the referee declared. Sighing in relief Callum took a deep breath before blacking out too.