Gazing at the dashing Gerald, Leise smiled. He walked sideways evading the bulldozing man.

Leise noticed that even if against him standards the man's strength was low if his dash did hit him he would still be injured.

"He isn't all bark and no bite, hum..." Leise smiled as he continues to evade all sorts of attacks of Gerald.

"DIEEEEE!!!"

Gerald shouted enraged by seeing all his attacks miss Leise by a hair's length. He first thought that it was all luck as Leise evaded only in the final moment but as the fight progressed he began to think that boy was probably trying to not waste unnecessary energy while evading.

'This boy is really more than you can see on the surface. Even being so young the manner that he evades while not showing any trace of fear or flinching truly makes one feel afraid of the possibilities that this boy will have in the future. But only if he lives...'

While thinking this, Gerald grinned seeing that the boy didn't show any sign of attacking. He felt like the boy was only good at running and weak on the offense. Gerald stopped on his tracks and said:

"Boy, if you continue to run this will only be more painful for you because if you waste my time when I catch you I assure you that you will feel like you are in hell."

"..."

Leise didn't answer to the shouts of Gerald as he only grinned and looked at the man as if he was a fool looking at the rain and saying that 'This is God's Urine, my children!'. Leise smiled and taunted him.

"F#cker!"

Gerald's face turned black. He punched towards Leise with all his might. This punched was using all the experiences and strength of an old veteran so it couldn't be compared to half-assed punched that he used earlier.

Leise didn't even try to evade as he crossed his arms ready to block the punch. Just as the punch was about to land Leise felt the wind bashing into his face and at that moment he murmured something that only himself heard.

"Sh#t..."

"BOOOM!"

When the punch connected with Leise's arms it seemed like a canon explosion as Leise's entire body flew outside of the arena and crashed into the wall. The Stadium turned silent with the only sound being the falling pieces of the wall.

The crowd, the umpire, the commentator and the audience all couldn't believe that a fighter that could send another fighter like a cannonball with only one punch was a veteran of the floor 60. Normally the big shots wouldn't care about the low rewards or the small fame that they could get in the lower floors so the umpire's astonishment was also shared with crowd's confusion.

After some time, they still couldn't see any sign of Leise getting up.

Gerald stood on the arena while grinning, satisfied with the thought of Leise's mangled body and the suffering and fear in his face when he looked at Gerald's eyes. He wanted to finish this fight a fast as possible as one couldn't torture to his opponent long enough without causing a technical knockout.

He wanted to capture Leise outside and torture him with all the knowledge and the unknown means that humanity knew. Just thinking about that, Gerald began to feel his blood boil.

He glanced at the umpire and said:

"Aren't you going to announce anything?"

The umpire was so scared that he almost pissed himself there when he heard this man talking to him. Gulping, the umpire raised his hand.

"Leise knockout. The winner his..."

Just as the umpire was about to announce that Gerald was the winner, the umpire felt a slight breeze of cold air and when he looked at Gerald again he flinched.

Seeing the frozen umpire, Gerald frowned and as he was about to say something he heard a voice behind him.

"I hope that you relieved yourself with this punch because what I am about to do you won't let you raise your arms ever again."

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like