Chapter 53: The rage of the Fire King!!!
Lancelot Jr was bleeding from his nostrils.
The impact on his back was immense, and the pain was much, but it was nothing compared to the anger he felt for his father.
As he looked at the memories of his father floating around in his head, even just that scene left him in a raging mood.
"Lancelot Jr, you cannot reveal yourself now, I didn't mean to..." The spirit speaker tried to calm him down, but he was far gone.
Clara was crying at this moment in the crowd.
Mr. Thomas tried his best to console her,
"Gabriel would be okay, he is still standing"
The commentator then spoke as he noticed the changes in Lancelot Jr's aura.
"The fire King seems to be enraged, did something happen between these two, he looked as if he could burn the stage down, this is very interesting."
"l am enjoying every single moment of this, I have to thank the principal personally for inviting me to this spectacle. It is one for the ages."
Lancelot Jr connected with so many abilities at once as he looked at Rick Warren with an incensed expression, like a raging bull about to burst out he stood.
At this moment, he spoke calmly, "At what temperature does metal turn to liquid?"
For the brief moment that Lancelot Jr spoke, the entire arena grew silent, as the crowd heard him speak clearly, then the noises erupted again.
"Don't worry I know what I'm doing" Lancelot Jr, finally responded to the spirit speaker in his mind.
The commentator couldn't help but be delighted with the question Lancelot Jr asked,
"Like a scene from an epic movie, this is fantastic" the commentator voiced out.
Rick had a smirk on his face, "you're trying to act tough, don't worry all your internal organs would soon be destroyed by me, nice try though" he then rushes again toward Lancelot Jr.
In Lancelot Jr's mind, during that moment of the clash, he was able to see another distinct memory, that showed his father, who stood as the element King.
The flashes showed his capabilities, his fighting spirit, his joy, and sorrow, as he defeated a god.
Lancelot Jr then said within himself, 'My father defeated a god'.
He then rushed to face the incoming speed of the insane Rick Warren, suddenly he produced a fireball, that was hotter than even Rick could imagine.
Those close to the stage felt the heat, like that of the burning sun. Rick couldn't dodge in time as he was covered by the flames.
He felt his metal body burn, so terribly that his body was severely burnt. Lancelot Jr didn't stop at that, he combined heat and the air element into his punches.
He used flames to cover the air element as he punched Rick Warren all over, using air to balance himself.
He hopped like an antelope with swan-like grace, producing punch after punch.
The barrage of punches pelted Rick Warren with such destructive force, he couldn't even defend let alone retreat.
He felt helpless as he could not seem to muster the strength to fight back. All his arms were pelted with punches, they couldn't even move.
His face was smashed in like a deformed vehicle after an accident.
Lancelot Jr then gave him an ending uppercut that made him float for a few seconds, and by the time Rick Warren landed on the ground, he had transformed back into his natural skin.
He fell like a rag doll.
Blood sipped out of his orifices, staining the ground around him. He passed out without even being able to last a second after that.
The clear winner was Lancelot Jr.
Lancelot Jr felt disappointed.
He still felt rage that he needed to let out and this guy had passed out too easily, he was held back by the referee from taking any more steps to attack Rick Warren.
He was still enraged. The entire arena was quiet.
Lancelot Jr was like a raging bull, they couldn't explain where the strength came from.
"You can't let rage into your heart, not yet anyway, you're still too weak, please be calm," the spirit speaker calmed Lancelot Jr, and showed him happy memories of him and Clara.
He then looked into the crowd to where Clara sat.
He saw her standing and waving at him.
She was also crying, this calmed him down completely.
He then got off the stage and walked away before the referee announced the result,
"Gabriel Li, the Fire King wins" the referee shouted.
The Principal got up and started clapping.
The Earth god noticed something when Lancelot Jr threw his punches but the flames had covered it up.
He couldn't understand why the aura seemed familiar or what it was familiar to, he just shook his head and joined the principal in clapping.
No one could speak, even the commentator was silent, after all, he had just lost a lot of money.
From this match alone, Lancelot Jr was able to pay back his entire tuition fees for the session.
He had made a fortune.
Not only was the principal delighted, but in fact, she had also already started to strategize on how to devote more resources to his
development.
No one believed in Lancelot Jr, from the beginning they felt it was a foregone conclusion of a win for Rick Warren.
The commentator had to snap out of his daze to finally speak. His tempo changed to a depressed one as he spoke.,
"Uhm that was a fantastic match, we are expecting to see more of the man of steel and the fire King in matches to come. The fire King managed to turn things around, and I think he actually found the melting point of the particular metal that Rick wore. He was fantastic, please give it up for the fire King."
Apart from the principal, the god of the earth nation, Mr. Thomas, and Clara that were Clapping, no one said a single word or even made a sound.
They never saw it coming.
This match caused many to bet so much of their entire savings, and that had caused a lot of people to be on the brink of poverty at this point.
Rick was carried off stage on a stretcher, he was still bleeding profusely.
His eyes, nose, and mouth were releasing blood like a stream.
He needed medical attention badly.
The principal wasn't even concerned about that she rushed to the inner room that was provided for the fighters before their matches in search of Lancelot Jr.
She saw him sitting and deep in thought.
At this moment Clara and Mr. Thomas also arrived.
"Gabriel, I will see you later" The Principal spoke and then turned and walked away to allow for a family reunion.
Clara rushed to Lancelot Jr's side and hugged him gently. Lancelot Jr melted into her embrace and started crying.
He couldn't control his emotions, at this time.
She patted him gently to console him.
Clara noticed that Lancelot Jr was taller, she was surprised at his growth spurt.
'Well again he was the element king, ordinary human assessment doesn't or can't be used to gauge him'
That was the thought Clara had.
She couldn't understand his tears but she patted his back all the way.
As she was focusing on him, she noticed bruises on his lower back leading all the way to the right side.
She tried to feel those bruises, he winced as she grazed them slightly.
"You're severely injured, you need medical attention" She said feeling agitated, she then turned to Mr. Thomas, who immediately understood and took off to make a call.
"Why don't you forfeit this tournament?" She asked with sympathy in her eyes.
"l wanted to make enough money for you, I didn't want you to worry about me, the Principal probably has plans to use the gains to cover the cost of my tuition, I wanted to help you, you have sacrificed a lot for me" Lancelot Jr spoke so calmly and quietly to Clara, his voice was like the calm seas.
Clara was moved to tears. She was first amazed by the maturity and the advanced thinking Lancelot Jr must have had to be able to speak the way he spoke, but what touched her the most was his heart.
it was truly kind.
"l found a man who fancies me, his name is Mr. Thomas, I wanted to introduce him to you. He has been highly helpful to me" Clara was giving
Lancelot Jr details about Mr. Thomas
At this moment, a doctor came in with Mr. Thomas. At that time, about 30 minutes had passed between the time Mr. Thomas left and now.
The Doctor checked Lancelot Jr's body and wrote some things down.
"We need to treat him now, as he is, he is not fit to fight anymore'.
The doctor spoke after his assessment.
Mr. Thomas agreed and they carried Lancelot Jr out of the inner room and placed him on a stretcher before taking him to the medical wing of the school.
The medical wing of the school had its own medical practitioners but they allowed foreign Doctors provided by the parents to treat their wards, as long as it is the parent that provided it and that they didn't disturb the activities of other doctors, they were fine to stay.
Lancelot Jr was given the best medical care, as he was expected to recover and return to the ring.
He never wanted to stop until he had won the tournament.
Things were about to take a different turn, as everyone who made their bet against Lancelot Jr, could only blame themselves for underestimating him.
Lancelot Jr quickly became a symbol of the usurper, the kid who no one cared about that became king.