All Novel Full Chapter 340 109 - Tournament arc (part 5)
Chapter 340 109 – Tournament arc (part 5)
”Then I will show your family how dumb they were to make such a ridiculous bet.”Zoemi shrugged his shoulders and…
*WHAM*
Punched the ground, causing the whole arena to tremble…!
”!!!!”
No, he went further than that!
His punch ended up piercing through the arena and before anyone could figure out what was the purpose of it he…
*RUMBLE*
*CRACK*
”WHAT IN THE…?!”
Zoemi started straightening his back – but instead of just pulling his arm, elbows deep in the arena, back, he ended up pulling the entire thing together with him – causing the half of the fighting space to just get ripped out from the ground in a huge, house-sized chunk of earth and stone, causing the panicked Tervos to shout in shock as the surface he was standing on suddenly became vertical.
But although the green-haired boy wasn’t prepared for sudden terraforming, he wasn’t going to let himself be thrown out of bounds or smashed like a bug.
As a wind magician, he had access to the levitation spell – and at them moment he made full use of it of staying afloat and in the air, too cautious about the landmass effortlessly picked up by the black-haired boy to attack him.
”For your own safety, you better give up now, or at least start dodging.”
”…!”
Although Zoemi was hidden from Tervos by the mas of earth and rocks, his voice certainly reached him, which prompted him to kick himself off and use the levitation spell to its full potential and cushion his, leaving the arena without it being counted as getting out of bounds.
”…!”
He also was able to see Zoemi again, and the cold glare of his lifeless black eyes sent a chill down his spine, even though he knew that it was all a ruse – but still…
…it was extremely convincing…
”Hmph.”
*SMASH*
The black-haired boy scoffed and the giant chunk of the arena broke apart into a huge amount of debris of various shapes and sizes.
”Tsk… Your choice. Rock barrage.”
”!!!!!!!!”
Acting as if he took the shocked silence of Tervos as a decision to not give up, Zoemi clicked his tongue and snapped his fingers, causing all of the floating debris to shoot out, homing at the green-haired boy, who barely had any time to react.
Tervos was doing his best, using the burst of wind magic to propel himself forward and change direction without losing any speed as the hundreds of projectiles were hot on his trail closing in on him with increasing accuracy while riddling the already destroyed ground with holes…
…if even a single missile hit him, he could say goodbye to his limbs as there was no chance for his speed-oriented wind enchantments to stop such brute force…
”Why are you running? Your family broke off the engagement with the young lady Orenta because they thought that you have a chance to win this tournament! You complied with them so you must think the same, right? SHOW THAT BREAKING YOUR WORD WAS WORTH IT!”
Zoemi snorted with a furious expression and smirked mockingly watching Tervos desperately throwing himself left and right with gusts of wind, and increasing the number of missiles barraging him.
”Sh-SHUT UP! GALE!”
A trash talk was only effective if the target was getting agitated by it – and that definitely was the case for the green-haired boy who growled and propelled himself straight at the black-haired
boy, leading the barrage of stone missiles right into him, all while already preparing another spell.
”WIND BLADE!”
Tervos roared, releasing the spell right in Zoemi’s face at an extremely short distance.
”Boring.”
*SMACK*
*SPLASH*
”GHRAAAAAAAHHHH…!”
Zoemi didn’t even bling and literally smacked the spell with the back of his hand right back at the green-haired boy, launching him high enough so that he reached the upper layer of the protective water barrier cast by the team of water magicians, resulting in Tervos’s delayed scream of pain.
As for the rock missiles that by all means should hit the boy who conjured them, they all ended up stopping about a foot away from Zoemi, peacefully orbiting him after losing all of the momentum they should have.
”Pathetic. A traitor, liar, AND a weakling? I see that the Mafiri family is in good hands. After you become the next head, they still will be able to order you around, stomping on your oh so precious honor. Congratulations! You are a splendid tool~!”
Zoemi clapped his hands and laughed looking up at the falling Tervos raising his voice for all to hear, acting as if he was making sure his words would reach the green-haired boy despite the difference in altitude.
”SHUT UP! AS IF YOU KNOW ANYTHING! TORRENT LANCE!”
|Hey, that sounded convincing! He would make a good actor! And the spell he is using is good too!|
[…or he actually got pissed off about your words because you are too good at your role…]
Infuriated by the mockery, Tervos roared back, reaching out his hand, creating a miniature cyclone around it and shrinking and condensing it into a shape that would fit the name he came up for it – causing Zoemi to raise his brow with approval as he saw the potential of both the original spell and the green-haired boy himself – but Ludier’s shadow gave his opinion doubting his host’s positive explanation.
Still, there wasn’t much time for the leisurely response as the green-haired boy literally fell down upon Zoemi like a shooting star, stabbing the torrent lance straight into the black-haired boy’s torso…!
”Wh-what…?! Lord Zoemi why didn’t you dodge?!”
Tervos gasped in terror as he ended up perched on Zoemi’s chest as the black-haired boy was arched as if he was an insect skewered by a needle…
…except that although the torrent seemed to be stabbing into Zoemi’s chest, it definitely wasn’t stabbing through him…
”Hmm… that was interesting – I will make sure to put it to a good use – now, t’s time for you to go to sleep~!”
”Huh…?!”
To the green-haired boy’s great surprise, Zoemi suddenly raised his head and smiled brightly, and the next moment…
*SLAM*
Tervos’sgot choke-slammed against the ground before he could make another sound or question anything.
”HMPH!”
Zoemi scoffed at the green-haired boy flashing the whites of his eyes and looked around at the audience observing the entire fight before turning towards the judges…
…of which everyone was stunned into silence…
If they thought that Zoemi’s first fight was surprising, then his second fight couldn’t be even properly put into words.
”…”
Zoemi tilted his head wondering why the verdict wasn’t yet announced – he even glanced back at Tervis’s unconscious body wondering whether he happened to wake up, but no, the green-haired boy was laying down just as he left him.
”Ah! It’s because of the destruction of the arena? No problem~!”
*click*
The black-haired boy gasped and snapped his finger.
At his command, the debris that he used as projectiles all swirled around and returned to its original shape – after all since the start the entirety of the arena was constructed by the earth magicians especially for the tournament so it should be obvious that all the damages could be repaired by the earth magic.
”What…? Still no verdict? Should I kill him or something…?”
Zoemi frowned when he received no reaction still, and raised his hand, extending his index finger – atop of which a murky-black flame erupted in grew in size turning into a carriage-sized raging fireball that would most definitely obliterate the green-haired boy even if he was fully conscious…
”Th-the winner of the duel is lord Zoemi Benevi Banemor representing the Victureo family!”
At least one of the judges reacted in time and called out hurriedly, reaching his hand toward the black-haired boy.
”Thank you~! See? It wasn’t that difficult now, was it?”
*click*
*haaaa*
Zoemi smiled brightly and snapped his fingers again, making the dissipate into the air with the sound resembling a person breathing out with relief.
…while using the chance that the eyes of everyone were focused on the dissipating murky-black flames he also used shadow connect and discretely placed half a dozen of sentinels straight into Tervos’s shadow before turning around and proudly raising his head, presenting everyone with his charming, devilishly-handsome face.
”Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for today – on behalf of the Victureo family I wholeheartedly invite you to come tomorrow to feast your eyes on more of my overwhelming victories~! Goodnight~!”
The black-haired boy cheered out and bowed down theatrically like a first-class entrepreneur before disappearing in a flash of murky light, leaving everyone absolutely stunned.