The people watching the fight were shocked by his display of speed, but unfortunately for them, Cleo was not finished yet.
His chest bulges. Seeing this, Aranold quickly covers his ears. Blake also realises what is going to happen and also covers his ears. Both simultaneously activate their energy in order to protect them from the attack.
[Dragon-tiger Roar]
The loud cry stuns the three fighters; Cleo pounces on the closest fighter; his claws gleam with sharp light; his entire aura changes; it becomes more sinister; even his eyes seem to become more demonic.
[Yin Claws]
ARGH! The fighter from the four-armed race cries as the claws easily destroy the armour he was wearing, causing him to be slashed cleanly.
The first one to recover from the roar was the beastman. He tries to attack Cleo, but suddenly a flaming fist appears in his side and hits his favourite cleanly.
"He is not your only enemy!" Blake roars as his punch sends the beastman flying into the wall. He is confident that his attack has defeated his target; in fact, he is even a little bit worried that he might have killed him.
"From a blitzgher to another, I shall not attack you in your most vulnerable moment, but be prepared to be beaten without being able to me." Aranold does not attack his opponent immediately; in fact, he even starts talking to him.
The blitzgher becomes furious; he roars as he summons his giant sword; his body increases in size; and his scales turn black. Aranold frowns as killing intent bursts out of his body.
"Son of a b*tch! You are actually from the western tribe!" The eastern and western tribes have always been at war; the two distinguished each other by going in their berserk form; one became black while the other became red.
The black blitzgher does not care; he swings his sword at him with his entire strength. Aranold snorts as he easily blocks the attack; he thrusts his spear, the attack easily pierced through the thick and tough skin of his opponent.
"Raging Anaconda Charge!" Aranold roars as he stabs his spear at an incredible speed, causing multiple afterimages to flash in front of him.
The black blitzgher was stabbed multiple times; if not for Aranold giving him mercy by only targeting the parts without any vital organs, he would have died already.
"That is enough!" Cleo shouts as he grabs the spear with ease. He looks at his friend sternly. Aranold knows that their team is going to be disqualified if one of their enemies is killed. Taking a deep breath, he calms himself down.
"I am fine; do not worry about me; I had endured so much just to lose to such weaklings." Remembering the things that he and Cleo had undergone to train themselves, he cannot help but feel funny; after all, they risked their lives just to find out just how weak their enemies are compared to them.
"The winner is room XZ15; starting at this moment, they had taken the number of room XZ14; let us give them a round of applause for such a spectacular display of prowess and growth." Even the announcer is shocked just by how much the two have grown.
"Meh! I was worried for nothing! I still had not even warmed up yet!" Blake complains, seeing Hinds as foolish for always worrying about the upcoming battle.
"Blake, sorry to tell you this after we just won our great battle, but both Aranold and I are planning to return to our individual world; the problem regarding our shortage of genetic enhancement is just too much for us to ignore," Cleo informs their friend.
"Great battle, my ass." Not caring that the two of them are returning to their respective worlds, Blake makes fun of the words chosen by his friend.
"You do not have to inform me about this; I had expected this to happen. I suggest that you quickly escape before any of the Aces capture you." He even warns him with a solemn expression.
"Ahh," Aranold exhales with a disappointed expression. He shakes his head and says,.
"The plans that I had put up just in case one of the Aces tries to capture is too weak to do anything, I just hope that I am more useful to you."
Cleo laughs out loud.
"Do not worry, bro, I already have some backup plans in order to escape the academy; I am just waiting for my servant to send the signal."
Suddenly he stops laughing, looks at a certain audience, and this person starts giving him hand signs. He nods his head and turns to his two friends.
"I need to leave. I will see the two of you probably for three months or so. I cannot wait to find out just how strong the two of you will become after that time." He quickly runs out of the resting arena.
Summoning Leon, he has it run away at full speed. With the number of undeads both Aranold and him had slain, he managed to barely summon back his trusted pet.
Using the system's camouflage, he has his aura disappear from the people around them; no one can sense him right now.
The beastman of the former room XZ14 arrives next to him; he does not sense him, so he does not notice him. Seeing this, his eyes light up, and an evil smile appears on his face.
Quickly grabbing the beastman and covering his mouth in order to prevent him from shouting, he quickly pulls him back to the resting area and knocks him out as he laughs in an evil manner.
Cleo smirks as he starts calmly walking towards the exit while wearing the armour of Aphu. He is confident in his current disguise. The helmet is currently broken because of Blake's punch, but it can still hide the face of the person wearing it.
"The other beastman in the surroundings looks at him with disdain. The beastman race is considered warmongers; they thrive in battle, causing their technology to be the least advanced compared to other intelligent humanoid entities.