Trif whispered to Horka, "Overwhelm him with attacks. Once you see an opening, kick his sword out of bounds. I'll keep blowing him with attacks, and go for the attack once you see it."
Trif faced Phize and released an uppercut.
Phize defended against the attack but got his hand and sword above his head in the process.
"NOW!"
From behind, Horka stroked aiming at his neck to the left.
Phize tried to bring down his sword to block but was only able to bring it halfway.
Phize was alarmed, "OH NO-"
His sword is deflected out beyond the ring.
Horka glanced at Trif and he nodded back.
Horka chanted, "REPEL!"
"IT'S SO CLOSE! I'M NOT SURE I CAN CANCEL IT!" Phize worried.
The force created by the spell was proceeding toward him.
"I HAVE TO TRY!"
...
..
.
"CANCEL!"
The magic circle broke and the spell disappeared into thin air.
"NO!" Trif yelled.
Phize faced Trif
Phize looked at Oltrin.Many magic circles were releasing burning rocks.Two of them were headed in his direction."CANCEL!"A magic circle broke and the rock lost its flare, however, there was still one flaming rock."CANCEL!"Another magic circle broke and the rock lost its flare."I can... I CAN DO IT!"He focused on Oltrin."I just have to knock Oltrin out and that'll make things much much easier for me," he devised.He switched his attention to Trif. He was simply resting and sitting on the ground."I just have to look out for him."Phize was sweating all over and was having a hard time catching his breath."I don't really have much more stamina in me, so as much as possible, I would like this plan to go as smoothly as possible."With a sigh, he then barked out loud, "HERE GOES NOTHING!"He scuttled to Oltrin, though, many flaming rocks were heading his way.He shoute
"I'll keep pushing him, he's not using any grand magic, he's probably already on his last legs," Trif figured.He charged Phize.Phize swung his ice sword and Trif backed off."I need an opening," he thought.Trif swung his sword downward.Phize dodged to the right and went for a pierce to the stomach.Trif retracted his sword halfway and changed direction towards Phize with a slash to his right."GOTCHA!"Phize redirected his attack in the opposite direction."WE BOTH HAD THE SAME IDEA!" Trif comprehended.Both of them hit each other with their respective swords.Phize fells to the ground while still holding the sword and the same went for Trif."That's it. I've had it. I'm going berserk," he thought.He forcefully stood up with his sword and yelled, "AAAAAAAAH!"He darted towards Phize.Phize forcefully stood up to confront him.He rushed with his sword in front while Ph
"Thank... goodness," Trif thought.He fainted as he thought of it.Yal dropped to his knees. He inhaled and exhaled in extreme succession."It's finally over..."The man broadcasted, "ROUND OVER! CONGRATULATIONS TO TEAM B!"Hazel was in shackles, "He lost...""I wanted to fight him in the 1v1s too... But he fought hard enough already, I'm sure he deserves some kind of rest," she thought.The two men from earlier came out and carry Phize towards a door under the stadium.The man further announced, "ALL PARTICIPANTS WHO HAVE BEEN INJURED IN THE ROUND! PLEASE GO TO THE INFIRMARY IN PREPARATION FOR THE NEXT BATTLE!"5 more men came out from the same room and accompany Yal carrying Trif who were going down the ring.The man further reported, "Now, excuse us a bit, we will be doing some cleaning in the stadium. We humbly ask for your patience, thank you."In the end, Trif never truly thought of Phize as a true th
The man announces, "ALL PARTICIPANTS WHO HAVE BEEN INJURED IN THE ROUND! PLEASE GO TO THE INFIRMARY IN PREPARATION FOR THE NEXT BATTLE!"Taya stepped down from the rock wall she made. After she walked a few meters, she stepped down from the ring to the ground."HEY!" Hazel called out to her.Taya gazed back. However, she chose to ignore her and proceeded to walk toward the waiting room."She fights Trif all brave and that but she's no better than him..." she thought.She sighed."People here sure are different from back there," she mumbled.The students of Team C went inside the same room as her. Hazel soon followed after.The man announced more details, "WE WILL NOW BE PREPARING CLEAN-UP FOR THE NEXT BATTLE! WE HUMBLY ASK FOR YOUR PATIENCE! THANK YOU!" he bowed and brought his face back up, then proceeded to do the task of helping out with the cleaning team in the background.Inside the waiting room, Hazel sat dow
Trif and Hazel stared at each other.He taunted her with his index finger, "Come."She charged toward him.She cast a spell in her mind, "CREATE FLOUR!"She sprayed some of it on Trif.He covered his face with his arms so that some wouldn't get into his eyes."Copying that brat's technique? That won't work on me."He analyzed its texture by rubbing it with his thumb and index finger."What is this? It's fine, so it's not sand. Is it some kind of powder? What's the meaning of this?" he wondered."Hey Trif, if you can take some of my blows then I'm sure you can be able to take an explosion right?""What?""Wait... is she talking about some sort of chemical reaction?" he hypothesized.A light blue flame appeared on her right hand and it shot toward him.He jumped to his left to avoid it, but once the flour caught contact with the flame, it created a dust explosion, getting him caught in it. He wa
"Let's see," Hazel said.Trif examined outside the stadium to see that his lackeys and Taya, are unconscious and out of bounds."Those good-for-nothings..."He examined Oltrin, "He's as good as dead."He turned his gaze to Hazel."Hey, as you can see, we are the only ones standing on this stage, with that in mind, no one can come to interrupt us now, so let's go to the middle. Just in case one of us gets launched outside the ring, we wouldn't want that would we?" he explained."...No, no, we wouldn't."They approached the center of the ring."Don't you dare use this opportunity to attack me from behind," she warned."Rest assured, I may be someone who gives no value to things such as pride, but I'm no cheat, at least when I propose it, I'd probably only do it when I'm not confident in my skill.""Wow, how noble..." she said sarcastically.They arrived at their meeting point and positioned themselves.
"With this, I've already won the tournament," Trif stated full of confidence.He giggled and then turned his attention to Hazel."Can't wait to see your face once I do."The game master reported, "ALL PARTICIPANTS WHO HAVE BEEN INJURED IN THE ROUND! PLEASE GO TO THE INFIRMARY IN PREPARATION FOR THE NEXT EVENT!"Two men carried Hazel on their backs and entered the waiting room.......Phize woke up. He was lying down on a bed and was surrounded by medical appliances."What happened? Where am I?" he wondered.He examined his surroundings."Looks like a clinic," he figured.He paused in thought and then attempted to stand up."Wait, if I'm here... then..."He sat back down in disappointment."I lost to them.""Right after I said, I'd do my best too," he thought.A woman in white clothing resembling a nurse opened the door. She gazed at him."You're finally awa
Hi guys! It's me, Ameron Werschrux! The author! Phew, I've been trying my best to update daily for the past few days, but sooner or later, I might go back to my usual 2-3 day update, because school has been punishing recently. The next 6 chapters or so, will be a resting arc, I'm sure you know what that means, but not filler, because making and imagining all those consecutive fights was exhausting but they sure were worth it! So anyway, I wanted to say hi to my fans and I'm super thankful for all of your support thus far! I'm still a new writer so I hope I can hear your thoughts, opinions, and quite possibly reviews, it gives me motivation! Don't be shy, you can even ask questions here if you want, I might quite possibly answer them. With that, I hope everyone has a good day and see you later!