The announcer spoke. His voice was hoarse as if he had seen something disgusting.
"The victor of last game was Satori Hivika. A good strategy albeit cruel taking advantage of the enemy's moment of weakness after using a high tier spell. Amazingly a spell that level would have certainly incapacitated some of the strongest warriors. Quite the body you have there, kid. Now the next match will begin shortly. It will be Asura Shirogami vs. Satori Hivika. Let the match begins."
Once the game began, the guy spoke this time in a manner that was much saner than earlier.
"So the hero has emerged, the one that will defeat me and bring honor to his country and team. But I should warn you young 'hero' I am not as lenient as the ones you have met. And I can assure you that I am much stronger than that girl who had almost beaten you. So give it your all. And fail as that is what-"
"Bla-bla-bla…are we here to fight or are you going to keep talking all day?"
The guy as if insulted frowned and vanished from sight.
My hyper recognition was activated the second he disappeared a punch was aimed at my face from my right side without needing to dodge I hastily raised my right arm and stopped his blow.
He had quite the power behind that strike, but too bad my buffs were already active and stopping a power-based hit is nothing to me as his compared to master's is but a joke.
Shocked, he disappeared again this time from the other side only to be stopped yet again with a single hand.
Again he disappeared, but this time I had no intention of blocking.
He appeared in front of me, aiming his knee to my abdomen. A swift sidestep and a forceful grab to his face by my right arm and the back of his head was smashed to the ground. I said,, "You Like the taste of your own medicine?" Keeping my grip on his face I raised his body and sent him rolling.
Seeing the clear difference in power, the audience cheered.
Sauntering toward the man who was now groggily standing up, trying to regain his posture, I disappeared.
I used Shunpo to appear at his right side, aiming a low kick to the back of his knee. Another Shunpo to appear in front of him with a straight punch to the stomach, making him cave in. i followed by a rising knee to the face that made him spring backward, not to wait another second I used Shunpo to appear at his side. His body was almost hanged in the air. I acted rapidly with a full leg extension to the sky then a downward cutting motion. I struck him into the ground.
I taught this guy would be much stronger. He must have suffered from the damage that Yuna has dealt him.
However, his Hp has not decreased by a lot. Even after all of that beating from me, Yuna and Shiki. He was still standing strong.
He stood up this time laughing like a maniac.
"IS THAT ALL?" he said.
He then charged at me with speed far beyond what he has shown before — nothing I can't handle though.
I used Shunpo to dodge and used it to attack again. With this guy, I cared not for a straight game as I was channeling manna flux before the fight even begins. An opening I perceived and took advantage of is when he used a wide motion to strike at me. This guy was skilled, but not enough. He has a good grasp over martial arts but not on a master's level.
The opening gave me the chance to hit him with a wind palm. It hands enough force to knock him back. Followed up by another Shunpo and another wind palm. Then another, then another and I kept going. Every time I struck he would be pushed back his body rising from the floor and before he could set foot I would hit again before he could reach the rim of the platform I used Shunpo behind him and with a strengthened roundhouse kick to the back I sent him back to the inside of the platform.
I was not done with him.
For what he did to Yuna. For making her cry, I would make him beg for his life. I would make him plead for mercy, mercy that he will not receive.
The hell am I saying!?
What am I thinking? Did I always think like this? I know I am furious, but why did I ever think of torturing and making another person suffer?
Another tug pulls me from my self-exploring back into reality.
Black fume was rising from Satori's body. He stood up, in crimson eyes and fangs emerging from his mouth. Blood veins began popping all over his face. He took a deep breath and breathed out. Then he began looking at himself. Almost admiring his arms, he looked at his body with great interest.
Then he looked at me.
A possessed Contractor. The thought immediately crossed my mind.
"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN THE GRAND TOURNAMENT IS SUSPENDED I REPEAT THE GRAND TOURNAMENT IS SUSPENDED!!! EVERYONE TAKE THE EXIT. TO ALL THE ENFORCERS YOU ARE TO APPREHEND THE PARTICIPANT SATORI. USE ALL NECESSARY MEANS. ASURA…RUN!"