Chapter 78: A Brutal Beatdown
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Chapter 78: A Brutal Beatdown
The impending fight drew Jack to the present. He was full of dark thoughts, and the best way to get rid of them was to punch something hard and repeatedly. His Dao agreed, too.
Jack grinned as the sharkman landed in the arena. The nearby crowd cheered at him.
However, before jumping in himself, Jack had something to do. Reaching inside the white bag he carried, he removed a head-sized glass sphere shining with all colors of the rainbow. He crushed it between his handsit wasnt really glassand inhaled the colors. They smelled like lit tinder.
Level Up! You have reached Level 41.
Level Up! You have reached Level 42.
Level Up! You have reached Level 43.
The audience wasnt surprised by this, but they gasped as he took out another ball. Grinning, he inhaled that one, too.Ñøv€l--ß1n hosted the premiere release of this chapter.
Level Up! You have reached Level 44.
Level Up! You have reached Level 45.
Level Up! You have reached Level 46.
Another.
Level Up! You have reached Level 47.
Level Up! You have reached Level 48.
The last one.
Level Up! You have reached Level 49.
That was it. Jack closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then let his face split into a grin. He opened his status screen.
Name: Jack Rust
Species: Human, Earth-387
Faction: Bare Fist Brotherhood
Grade: F
Class: Pugilist (Elite)
Level: 49
Strength: 105
Dexterity: 105
Constitution: 105
Mental: 10
Will: 10
Free points: 20
Skills: Fistfighting (III), Drill (II), Pugilist Body (III), Parkour (II)
Dao Skills: Meteor Punch (I)
Daos: Dao Root of the Fist, Dao Root of Indomitable Will
Titles: Planetary Frontrunner (10)
There was no point in holding back the Levels anymore. Every other finalist was at 49 already, and Jack sure didnt lack the fighting experience. He didnt need to bet anymore, either.
49 was the peak of the F-Grade. To level further, he would need to advance one of his Dao Roots into a Dao Seed.
Grinning, he surveyed his available free points and allocated them quickly. He followed Master Shols advice on an 8-1-1 distribution between Physical-Mental-Will, but since none of the other finalists used mind attacks or anything like that, he leaned towards Physical a little more.
Name: Jack Rust
Species: Human, Earth-387
Meteor Punch.
Jacks fist smashed hard into Shards face, sending a dozen teeth in the air and the sharkman himself flying back like a broken kite. He slammed into the wall even harder than before, and all spectators cheered at Jacks display of strengthafter all, Meteor Punch was a very flashy skill!
Jack landed on his feet. His hand was bruised but fine.
Im in a really bad mood today, sharky, he said, cracking his knuckles. Please dont resign too soon.
Shard Presht looked up from the ground. His face was warped and even slightly indented where Meteor Punch had hit him. He gritted what remained of his teeth.
He was completely outmatched so farbut he still had tricks to show.
Wind Swim! he shouted.
He shot up from the ground, not rising to his feet, but taking to the air! His fin-blades spread like wings as he flew around at high speed, changing directions randomly. Jacks narrowed eyes followed him the entire time.
Would you look at that, he said. A flying fish.
Shard did not reply. He rose high and then fell on Jack, aiming for his head. At the last moment, his momentum disappeared, leaving him still above Jacks head to pummel him with slashes. His forearm-blades became a blur as he struck from above, an angle that Jack couldnt really defend against, and one that was especially close to his vitals.
Shard Presht held nothing back. His blades aimed for the throat, the face, anywhere they could reach. Jack slapped two strikes away before taking a slash to the shoulder, making him buckle and grunt in pain. Another came from his blind spot and headed for the exposed side of his throat, but he ducked.
He then kept going lower until he was squatting, and as Shard followed, Jack shot back up as fast as he could. A blade raked his entire back as he passed, drawing a line of blood, but he was sturdy enough to take the hit. He didnt even try to defend. Instead, he grabbed Shards other wrist as he shot up, dragging him along in the air.
Shards eyes widened. He tried to change his momentum in any direction, but in the end, his momentum was relative to his weight, and Jack could easily handle that.
Still holding Shards wrist, Jack somersaulted twice in the air and spun Shard like a rag before smashing him face-first into the ground with all his strength. The shark-man gasped as all air was pushed out of his lungs, but Jack wasnt done yet. Still holding his wrist, he spun him around once more before smashing him into the ground again, then raised him and started smashing him to the left and right alternatively.
It was like a cartoon fight in real life, and that shit was brutal. Every smash rocked the arena and sent teeth flying. Stones and sand tore into Shards body.
Shard gathered the last of his strength to resist, but grappled by a stronger opponent, it was hopeless. The most he could do was use his Dao to slow himself down and soften the blows.
How does it feel to be bullied for once, fucker? Jack yelled in rage. When he pulled Shard up again, he clenched his free hand into a fist and smashed it into the shark-mans face directly against his momentum, slamming his head into the ground so hard it bounced. He then punched him again on the way up, driving him back into the ground.
Finally, Jack let go of Shards wrist and stepped back.
Had enough? he asked. Surrender, or I might accidentally kill you.
He had already vented. Now, this was just bullying.
Shard spat blood as he struggled to stand. His arms shook as he supported his upper body. Iamnot he muttered, barely managing to get on his wobbling feet. He was clearly in no shape to continue.
Come on, man, Jack said, extending a hand and stepping closer. Dont do this.
Just as Jack approached, a sharp glint shone in Shards eyes. He instantly shot forward, blade cutting directly at Jacks throat. From this distance, dodging would be very difficult if Jack didnt expect the attackbut he wasnt an idiot.
He ducked, letting the blade sail over him. His eyes hardened. He found himself crouched under Shards extended arm, poised to strike. He clenched his fist.
The colors disappeared again. Shards eyes opened wide in terror. I
A purple meteor smashed into his chest from below with terrible force. Bones broke and blood flew as Shard Presht was launched upward like a missile, flying diagonally over the arena to crash into the curtain that separated the scions from everyone else.
The curtain collapsed from the impact, revealing a section the size of a tennis court with only five chairs occupied, as well as a screen that displayed the tournament. Shard crashed into a wall and fell on a seat, bleeding, while three djinn healers were already rushing to save him.
Rufus Emberheart was sitting with his arms crossed. His stormy gaze met Jacks as the curtain fell, exposing the scions to the world, and Jack stared right back.
He then turned to the head judge, who was glaring at him. What? he asked. I didnt kill him, and he clearly refused to resign. He even attacked me with intent to kill.
The judges eyes were hard, but she did not speak.
I win, right? Jack asked again, just to drive it in.
She nodded. He smiled.
Thanks!
His frustration vented, at least for now, he jumped back to his seat in the stands and high-fived Brock. Who knew; punching fish was a great way to let off steam! The healers were already working on Shard, so he would live; Jack hadnt hit him too hard.
However, the fight served to prove one point: humanity wasnt powerless. Jack had easily beaten one scion. If he could do that to Shard Preshtcould he dethrone Rufus Emberheart?
Whispers spread like wildfire as everyone wondered about the same thing.
Next fight, the head judge declared, demanding their attention, Edgar Allano and the Dao of Magic versus The Sage and the Dao of Divination!
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Chapter 78: A Brutal Beatdown
The impending fight drew Jack to the present. He was full of dark thoughts, and the best way to get rid of them was to punch something hard and repeatedly. His Dao agreed, too.
Jack grinned as the sharkman landed in the arena. The nearby crowd cheered at him.
However, before jumping in himself, Jack had something to do. Reaching inside the white bag he carried, he removed a head-sized glass sphere shining with all colors of the rainbow. He crushed it between his handsit wasnt really glassand inhaled the colors. They smelled like lit tinder.
Level Up! You have reached Level 41.
Level Up! You have reached Level 42.
Level Up! You have reached Level 43.
The audience wasnt surprised by this, but they gasped as he took out another ball. Grinning, he inhaled that one, too.Ñøv€l--ß1n hosted the premiere release of this chapter.
Level Up! You have reached Level 44.
Level Up! You have reached Level 45.
Level Up! You have reached Level 46.
Another.
Level Up! You have reached Level 47.
Level Up! You have reached Level 48.
The last one.
Level Up! You have reached Level 49.
That was it. Jack closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then let his face split into a grin. He opened his status screen.
Name: Jack Rust
Species: Human, Earth-387
Faction: Bare Fist Brotherhood
Grade: F
Class: Pugilist (Elite)
Level: 49
Strength: 105
Dexterity: 105
Constitution: 105
Mental: 10
Will: 10
Free points: 20
Skills: Fistfighting (III), Drill (II), Pugilist Body (III), Parkour (II)
Dao Skills: Meteor Punch (I)
Daos: Dao Root of the Fist, Dao Root of Indomitable Will
Titles: Planetary Frontrunner (10)
There was no point in holding back the Levels anymore. Every other finalist was at 49 already, and Jack sure didnt lack the fighting experience. He didnt need to bet anymore, either.
49 was the peak of the F-Grade. To level further, he would need to advance one of his Dao Roots into a Dao Seed.
Grinning, he surveyed his available free points and allocated them quickly. He followed Master Shols advice on an 8-1-1 distribution between Physical-Mental-Will, but since none of the other finalists used mind attacks or anything like that, he leaned towards Physical a little more.
Name: Jack Rust
Species: Human, Earth-387
Meteor Punch.
Jacks fist smashed hard into Shards face, sending a dozen teeth in the air and the sharkman himself flying back like a broken kite. He slammed into the wall even harder than before, and all spectators cheered at Jacks display of strengthafter all, Meteor Punch was a very flashy skill!
Jack landed on his feet. His hand was bruised but fine.
Im in a really bad mood today, sharky, he said, cracking his knuckles. Please dont resign too soon.
Shard Presht looked up from the ground. His face was warped and even slightly indented where Meteor Punch had hit him. He gritted what remained of his teeth.
He was completely outmatched so farbut he still had tricks to show.
Wind Swim! he shouted.
He shot up from the ground, not rising to his feet, but taking to the air! His fin-blades spread like wings as he flew around at high speed, changing directions randomly. Jacks narrowed eyes followed him the entire time.
Would you look at that, he said. A flying fish.
Shard did not reply. He rose high and then fell on Jack, aiming for his head. At the last moment, his momentum disappeared, leaving him still above Jacks head to pummel him with slashes. His forearm-blades became a blur as he struck from above, an angle that Jack couldnt really defend against, and one that was especially close to his vitals.
Shard Presht held nothing back. His blades aimed for the throat, the face, anywhere they could reach. Jack slapped two strikes away before taking a slash to the shoulder, making him buckle and grunt in pain. Another came from his blind spot and headed for the exposed side of his throat, but he ducked.
He then kept going lower until he was squatting, and as Shard followed, Jack shot back up as fast as he could. A blade raked his entire back as he passed, drawing a line of blood, but he was sturdy enough to take the hit. He didnt even try to defend. Instead, he grabbed Shards other wrist as he shot up, dragging him along in the air.
Shards eyes widened. He tried to change his momentum in any direction, but in the end, his momentum was relative to his weight, and Jack could easily handle that.
Still holding Shards wrist, Jack somersaulted twice in the air and spun Shard like a rag before smashing him face-first into the ground with all his strength. The shark-man gasped as all air was pushed out of his lungs, but Jack wasnt done yet. Still holding his wrist, he spun him around once more before smashing him into the ground again, then raised him and started smashing him to the left and right alternatively.
It was like a cartoon fight in real life, and that shit was brutal. Every smash rocked the arena and sent teeth flying. Stones and sand tore into Shards body.
Shard gathered the last of his strength to resist, but grappled by a stronger opponent, it was hopeless. The most he could do was use his Dao to slow himself down and soften the blows.
How does it feel to be bullied for once, fucker? Jack yelled in rage. When he pulled Shard up again, he clenched his free hand into a fist and smashed it into the shark-mans face directly against his momentum, slamming his head into the ground so hard it bounced. He then punched him again on the way up, driving him back into the ground.
Finally, Jack let go of Shards wrist and stepped back.
Had enough? he asked. Surrender, or I might accidentally kill you.
He had already vented. Now, this was just bullying.
Shard spat blood as he struggled to stand. His arms shook as he supported his upper body. Iamnot he muttered, barely managing to get on his wobbling feet. He was clearly in no shape to continue.
Come on, man, Jack said, extending a hand and stepping closer. Dont do this.
Just as Jack approached, a sharp glint shone in Shards eyes. He instantly shot forward, blade cutting directly at Jacks throat. From this distance, dodging would be very difficult if Jack didnt expect the attackbut he wasnt an idiot.
He ducked, letting the blade sail over him. His eyes hardened. He found himself crouched under Shards extended arm, poised to strike. He clenched his fist.
The colors disappeared again. Shards eyes opened wide in terror. I
A purple meteor smashed into his chest from below with terrible force. Bones broke and blood flew as Shard Presht was launched upward like a missile, flying diagonally over the arena to crash into the curtain that separated the scions from everyone else.
The curtain collapsed from the impact, revealing a section the size of a tennis court with only five chairs occupied, as well as a screen that displayed the tournament. Shard crashed into a wall and fell on a seat, bleeding, while three djinn healers were already rushing to save him.
Rufus Emberheart was sitting with his arms crossed. His stormy gaze met Jacks as the curtain fell, exposing the scions to the world, and Jack stared right back.
He then turned to the head judge, who was glaring at him. What? he asked. I didnt kill him, and he clearly refused to resign. He even attacked me with intent to kill.
The judges eyes were hard, but she did not speak.
I win, right? Jack asked again, just to drive it in.
She nodded. He smiled.
Thanks!
His frustration vented, at least for now, he jumped back to his seat in the stands and high-fived Brock. Who knew; punching fish was a great way to let off steam! The healers were already working on Shard, so he would live; Jack hadnt hit him too hard.
However, the fight served to prove one point: humanity wasnt powerless. Jack had easily beaten one scion. If he could do that to Shard Preshtcould he dethrone Rufus Emberheart?
Whispers spread like wildfire as everyone wondered about the same thing.
Next fight, the head judge declared, demanding their attention, Edgar Allano and the Dao of Magic versus The Sage and the Dao of Divination!
Chapter 78: A Brutal BeatdownThe impending fight drew Jack to the present. He was full of dark thoughts, and the best way to get rid of them was to punch something hard and repeatedly. His Dao agreed, too.Jack grinned as the sharkman landed in the arena. The nearby crowd cheered at him.However, before jumping in himself, Jack had something to do. Reaching inside the white bag he carried, he removed a head-sized glass sphere shining with all colors of the rainbow. He crushed it between his handsit wasnt really glassand inhaled the colors. They smelled like lit tinder.Level Up! You have reached Level 41.Level Up! You have reached Level 42.Level Up! You have reached Level 43.The audience wasnt surprised by this, but they gasped as he took out another ball. Grinning, he inhaled that one, too.Nvl--1n hosted the premiere release of this chapter.Level Up! You have reached Level 44.Level Up! You have reached Level 45.Level Up! You have reached Level 46.Another.Level Up! You have reached Level 47.Level Up! You have reached Level 48.The last one.Level Up! You have reached Level 49.That was it. Jack closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then let his face split into a grin. He opened his status screen.Name: Jack RustSpecies: Human, Earth-387Faction: Bare Fist BrotherhoodGrade: FClass: Pugilist EliteLevel: 49Strength: 105Dexterity: 105Constitution: 105Mental: 10Will: 10Free points: 20Skills: Fistfighting III, Drill II, Pugilist Body III, Parkour IIDao Skills: Meteor Punch IDaos: Dao Root of the Fist, Dao Root of Indomitable WillTitles: Planetary Frontrunner 10There was no point in holding back the Levels anymore. Every other finalist was at 49 already, and Jack sure didnt lack the fighting experience. He didnt need to bet anymore, either.49 was the peak of the F-Grade. To level further, he would need to advance one of his Dao Roots into a Dao Seed.Grinning, he surveyed his available free points and allocated them quickly. He followed Master Shols advice on an 8-1-1 distribution between Physical-Mental-Will, but since none of the other finalists used mind attacks or anything like that, he leaned towards Physical a little more.Name: Jack RustSpecies: Human, Earth-387Meteor Punch.Jacks fist smashed hard into Shards face, sending a dozen teeth in the air and the sharkman himself flying back like a broken kite. He slammed into the wall even harder than before, and all spectators cheered at Jacks display of strengthafter all, Meteor Punch was a very flashy skill!Jack landed on his feet. His hand was bruised but fine.Im in a really bad mood today, sharky, he said, cracking his knuckles. Please dont resign too soon.Shard Presht looked up from the ground. His face was warped and even slightly indented where Meteor Punch had hit him. He gritted what remained of his teeth.He was completely outmatched so farbut he still had tricks to show.Wind Swim! he shouted.He shot up from the ground, not rising to his feet, but taking to the air! His fin-blades spread like wings as he flew around at high speed, changing directions randomly. Jacks narrowed eyes followed him the entire time.Would you look at that, he said. A flying fish.Shard did not reply. He rose high and then fell on Jack, aiming for his head. At the last moment, his momentum disappeared, leaving him still above Jacks head to pummel him with slashes. His forearm-blades became a blur as he struck from above, an angle that Jack couldnt really defend against, and one that was especially close to his vitals.Shard Presht held nothing back. His blades aimed for the throat, the face, anywhere they could reach. Jack slapped two strikes away before taking a slash to the shoulder, making him buckle and grunt in pain. Another came from his blind spot and headed for the exposed side of his throat, but he ducked.He then kept going lower until he was squatting, and as Shard followed, Jack shot back up as fast as he could. A blade raked his entire back as he passed, drawing a line of blood, but he was sturdy enough to take the hit. He didnt even try to defend. Instead, he grabbed Shards other wrist as he shot up, dragging him along in the air.Shards eyes widened. He tried to change his momentum in any direction, but in the end, his momentum was relative to his weight, and Jack could easily handle that.Still holding Shards wrist, Jack somersaulted twice in the air and spun Shard like a rag before smashing him face-first into the ground with all his strength. The shark-man gasped as all air was pushed out of his lungs, but Jack wasnt done yet. Still holding his wrist, he spun him around once more before smashing him into the ground again, then raised him and started smashing him to the left and right alternatively.It was like a cartoon fight in real life, and that shit was brutal. Every smash rocked the arena and sent teeth flying. Stones and sand tore into Shards body.Shard gathered the last of his strength to resist, but grappled by a stronger opponent, it was hopeless. The most he could do was use his Dao to slow himself down and soften the blows.How does it feel to be bullied for once, fucker? Jack yelled in rage. When he pulled Shard up again, he clenched his free hand into a fist and smashed it into the shark-mans face directly against his momentum, slamming his head into the ground so hard it bounced. He then punched him again on the way up, driving him back into the ground.Finally, Jack let go of Shards wrist and stepped back. Had enough? he asked. Surrender, or I might accidentally kill you.He had already vented. Now, this was just bullying.Shard spat blood as he struggled to stand. His arms shook as he supported his upper body. Iamnot he muttered, barely managing to get on his wobbling feet. He was clearly in no shape to continue.Come on, man, Jack said, extending a hand and stepping closer. Dont do this.Just as Jack approached, a sharp glint shone in Shards eyes. He instantly shot forward, blade cutting directly at Jacks throat. From this distance, dodging would be very difficult if Jack didnt expect the attackbut he wasnt an idiot.He ducked, letting the blade sail over him. His eyes hardened. He found himself crouched under Shards extended arm, poised to strike. He clenched his fist.The colors disappeared again. Shards eyes opened wide in terror. IA purple meteor smashed into his chest from below with terrible force. Bones broke and blood flew as Shard Presht was launched upward like a missile, flying diagonally over the arena to crash into the curtain that separated the scions from everyone else.The curtain collapsed from the impact, revealing a section the size of a tennis court with only five chairs occupied, as well as a screen that displayed the tournament. Shard crashed into a wall and fell on a seat, bleeding, while three djinn healers were already rushing to save him.Rufus Emberheart was sitting with his arms crossed. His stormy gaze met Jacks as the curtain fell, exposing the scions to the world, and Jack stared right back.He then turned to the head judge, who was glaring at him. What? he asked. I didnt kill him, and he clearly refused to resign. He even attacked me with intent to kill.The judges eyes were hard, but she did not speak.I win, right? Jack asked again, just to drive it in.She nodded. He smiled.Thanks!His frustration vented, at least for now, he jumped back to his seat in the stands and high-fived Brock. Who knew; punching fish was a great way to let off steam! The healers were already working on Shard, so he would live; Jack hadnt hit him too hard.However, the fight served to prove one point: humanity wasnt powerless. Jack had easily beaten one scion. If he could do that to Shard Preshtcould he dethrone Rufus Emberheart?Whispers spread like wildfire as everyone wondered about the same thing.Next fight, the head judge declared, demanding their attention, Edgar Allano and the Dao of Magic versus The Sage and the Dao of Divination!
