On the arena, violent energies intertwined, fierce winds sweeping in all directions. The temperature across the battleground suddenly dropped, and everyone felt an overwhelming pressure unlike anything before.
Sfenro glared coldly at Veil, his eyes flickering with killing intent. His clothes had been shredded by his own power, revealing skin that shimmered with a faint golden glow—like an impenetrable fortress, radiating an astonishing defensive might.
"Veil, is it?" Sfenro sneered, his gaze filled with disdain. "I'll admit, you have some skill. But if you think you can defeat me with just this, you're gravely mistaken! Today, I'll show you what it means to be a true genius!"
In the audience, Roy watched the battle unfold with a calm expression. He spoke slowly, "Veil hasn't even used his Intent yet, while Sfenro has already unleashed his full Fist Intent and reached his peak… which means, he has no trump cards left."
Alice chuckled and nodded. "Not only that, but Veil is about to go all out. Sfenro is indeed strong—without us around, he might have been the strongest disciple."
Roy smiled at her words. "Yeah… but too bad he met us."
Back in the arena, Veil's gaze turned cold. His voice was calm and indifferent. "Since you want me to witness your strength so badly, then go ahead—show me."
Sfenro's face stiffened for a moment before his eyes burned with even greater killing intent.
"Good. Good!"
He stepped forward, the ground trembling beneath his feet. Like a raging beast charging forward, his aura surged to its peak, and he threw out a devastating punch!
"Trash! I'll destroy you!"
— BOOM!!
His punch roared like a collapsing mountain, the compressed air around it detonating from sheer force! This strike alone was powerful enough to heavily injure, if not outright incapacitate, an ordinary disciple!
Yet, as this thunderous blow approached, Veil didn't panic. Instead, he smirked.
"Come then! Let's see who's really the trash here!"
— BOOM!!!
In an instant, Veil's aura erupted violently, and the overwhelming presence of Giant's Intent swept across the battlefield!
Everyone felt an invisible pressure crashing down upon them, their hearts pounding wildly—as if they were standing before an ancient titan, suffocating under its sheer dominance!
Sfenro's expression twisted in shock and disbelief. "Fuck! This guy's aura… it's actually stronger than mine?!"
Veil's gaze grew sharp, his smirk deepening. "Now do you see? Whether it's strength, Intent, technique, or aura—I surpass you in all of them."
He raised his fist slowly, his Giant's Bloodline fully awakened, radiating the aura of a war god descending upon the battlefield.
"You may be a higher level than me, but your Intent is wasted on you."
Sfenro's face contorted with rage. With a furious roar, he gathered all his spiritual energy, golden light flashing across his fists.
"Seven Slaughter Fists!"
The crowd gasped in shock.
"Seven Slaughter Fists?! That's Sfenro's strongest technique! It delivers seven consecutive strikes, each one increasing in power! The final punch alone is enough to shatter the entire arena!"
A storm of golden fist shadows erupted, their destructive force surging straight toward Veil!
But as this terrifying attack closed in, Veil didn't flinch.
Instead, he took a single step forward and slowly raised his fist.
"Pity, Sfenro… To defeat you, I only need a few seconds."
— WHOOSH!!!
Behind Veil, the void trembled violently—a colossal divine phantom slowly emerged!
A towering Giant God, radiant with golden light, its presence alone shaking the heavens and earth!
A sacred hymn echoed across the battlefield, an indescribable aura of majesty sweeping over the audience, sending chills down their spines.
Veil let out a low growl, his fist condensing all of his unstoppable power!
— Titan Art!
— Mountain Collapse Fist!
His punch carried the weight of a falling mountain, crashing forward like a divine judgment!
The moment the two forces clashed—
An unthinkable scene unfolded.
Sfenro's Seven Slaughter Fists… froze in place!
And then—
BOOM!
The seven golden fist shadows shattered instantly!
The impact sent violent shockwaves across the arena, the ground splitting into countless cracks. Smoke and dust filled the air as everyone stared, their eyes wide with disbelief.
As the dust settled—
Sfenro staggered backward, his face pale, blood trickling from his mouth!
His fists trembled uncontrollably as if crushed by an insurmountable force!
His eyes were filled with pure shock and terror as he stared at Veil. His lips quivered. "H-How… how is this possible?!"
Veil slowly retracted his fist, his expression calm. "Your Seven Slaughter Fists… are strong."
He paused for a moment, then smiled faintly.
"But against me? Not enough."
In the audience, Roy's gaze grew serious. "Veil… His strength has evolved again. Especially his control over 'Momentum'—it's already far beyond anyone of his generation."
Alice scoffed, crossing her arms with a proud smirk. "Hmph! Don't forget, I'm no weakling either!"
At that moment, everyone realized one thing—
Veil had won!
Veil stood quietly at the center of the stage, his gaze calm as he looked at Sfinro, who was half-kneeling on the ground, appearing somewhat disheveled. Sfinro's fists trembled slightly, and a trace of blood lingered at the corner of his mouth. Clearly, that last strike had not only impacted him physically but also shaken him mentally.
Veil smiled faintly and said indifferently, "You have talent… but as I said before, you've wasted it."
Hearing this, Sfinro's face turned pale, then flushed, but he had no words to refute.
Veil said nothing more and turned to walk off the stage.
Alice: "Oh wow, I didn't expect this!"
Below the stage, Alice smirked mischievously, crossing her arms as she looked at Veil with a sly gaze. "Oh wow, I didn't expect our little Veil to be this strong."
Veil shrugged, his expression indifferent. "Just a normal performance."
Roy chuckled. "Veil, this isn't 'just a normal performance.' That was a complete domination."
Veil smiled but said nothing, his gaze sweeping across the arena. "So, who's up next? Our ranking should be secured."
"We'll see," Roy said calmly, his eyes still fixed on the stage.
Sfenro, Fully Recovered, Challenges Alice!
Just then, a deep voice rang out.
The elder on stage slowly said, "Sfinro, choose your next opponent."
Sfenro remained silent for a moment, his gaze cold as he scanned the crowd. Finally, his eyes locked onto Alice.
"Come on, I challenge you."
Alice had been laughing moments ago, but upon hearing this, the smile froze on her face. Then, she exploded in frustration.
"What? You dare challenge me? Fine! Come on then, I'll show you what real pain feels like today!"
She strode onto the stage, hands on her hips, looking every bit like a big sister giving her little brother a 'lesson.'
Sfenro took a deep breath. He had just taken a healing pill from the elder and was now back at his peak condition. This time, he would win fair and square!
"Fist Resonance!"
Wasting no time, Sfinro launched a fierce attack. His fist aura surged forth, golden light enveloping his entire body. Like an undefeated war god, he charged at Alice!
However—
Alice remained standing there with a playful smile, completely unfazed.
Whoosh!
Her figure flickered like the wind, easily evading Sfinro's ferocious assault. She was as agile as a fox.
"Oh dear, you missed," Alice teased, dusting off her sleeve with a casual smile.
Sfinro's face darkened. He continued his relentless assault.
" Mental Barrier!"
Alice casually lifted her hand, conjuring a seemingly light but incredibly sturdy mental shield, effortlessly nullifying Sfinro's attacks.
"Hey! Why do you always do this?" Sfinro shouted in frustration.
Alice's smile grew even brighter. "Because you're too slow."
Sfinro's face turned livid with rage. He roared, "Seven Kill Fist!"
This time, he unleashed his strongest technique. His fists rained down like meteors, each strike amplifying the next, shaking the entire arena!
However—
Alice's smile only widened. "Hehe, my turn."
"Ripple Surge!"
With a light step, she spun gracefully, unleashing a flurry of attacks that rippled through the air like divine waves, crashing toward Sfinro!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Their fists clashed head-on, sending shockwaves through the arena!
Yet, what was expected to be a one-sided fight turned into an evenly matched battle of endurance!
Sfinro had assumed Alice was merely a support-type fighter. But to his shock, she was not only lightning-fast and ferociously strong, but her control over her aura was terrifying!
And the most frightening part—
Not only did Alice hold her ground, she was gradually overwhelming him!
Boom!
In the final clash, Alice used Mental Chains to immobilize Sfinro.
Then, she unleashed Ripple Surge straight into his chest. His body was sent flying, crashing hard against the edge of the stage!
Following up with Mental Disruption, she seized full control over his movements.
"Cough…"
Sfinro spat out a mouthful of blood, his expression completely dazed.
How? How did he lose again?
This time, he knew he could have won. And yet, his fighting spirit was crumbling.
He stared blankly at the sky, Alice's words echoing in his ears—
"Hehe, my turn."
Sfinro: Why? Where did I go wrong? Why did I lose again?
Why?
Am I really that weak?
Why?
Why can't I beat them?
Why?
Especially her?
Why?
Even though she awakened two types of aura… at the end of the day, she's just a support fighter!!!
The Headmaster's Verdict
Beyond the arena, the headmaster gazed at Sfinro from afar and sighed.
"A person whose heart wavers will never achieve greatness."
"No matter how talented or strong one is, if their will is not steadfast, they will eventually be left behind."
These words crashed like thunder in Sfinro's mind.
Yet, he no longer had the strength to process them.
All he felt was that his life… might just be over.
Alice: "Hahahaha, I won!"
As the battle concluded, Alice bounced off the stage, beaming with excitement. She waved her fists triumphantly, brimming with confidence.
She ran up to Veil and Roy, grinning. "So? Hahaha, I won!"
Veil smiled faintly. "Not bad."
Alice pouted. "What do you mean 'not bad'? Praise me properly!"
Roy chuckled. "Alright, alright, you really won beautifully."
Satisfied, Alice smirked. "Hmph! I am the strongest support fighter!"
Afterward, Roy casually took on a match, though with their ranking secured, he didn't need to exert much effort.
Challenging Sfinro again would only shatter his already fragile spirit.