The Rise of the Algorithm King

Chapter 87

Storm tried to look tough, but even with his tough exterior, the others could easily see that he was scared. It was a losing battle, even before it started.

"Come on, attack me with everything you've got, boy!"

"Come on, last chance system bearer!" Elyon's eyes twinkled at the corners and his lips curled onto a small smile, his fist unclenched and brought down.

The others, especially the girls were whimpering and Tana had her head hung as she hid behind Xavier, she couldn't bear to watch Storm in pain.

"I don't want to fight you," Storm breathed out, emphasizing each word.

"Get up!!" Elyon yelled. He thought that Storm was weak and his statement was just proof of that.

Storm closed his eyes, trying to play out how he was going to defeat Elyon and possibly even read his mind. He felt that the fact that he had used his powers in the realm before, he still could, after all, he was the system bearer.

He clenched his fist, his eyes narrowed into slits as his eyes were poised at the barrier