Chapter 163: One-Hit Defeat


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    Amon stepped forward on the stage, his gaze stoic.


    Immediately, a wave of cheers broke out in the stand.


    He didn''t have to look up to know who they were.


    Of course, they were the people from his ss.


    The other people from other sses gazed with confusion at his ss


    As if they were wondering if his ss had lost their mind.


    After all, they didn''t know about hisplete power yet.


    For them, he was still thest-ranked student of the academy.


    But Amon couldn''t care less.


    This fight would already cement him as one of the people to ace these mid-terms.


    As he walked, his watch suddenly dinged.


    His eyes moved to the corner, where a message notification was disyed.


    [Charlotte: Good luck, I''ll be cheering from above :)]


    Amon stifled a chuckle and smiled lightly.


    Looking up for the first time to where they were previously sitting, he found her standing at the ceiling.


    She had a notebook in her hand, ready to take notes.


    Amon almostughed but controlled himself and gave her a small thumbs-up.


    She nodded with a smile and Amon looked in front again.


    As he started walking again, all the sound around him died out with only the rhythmic beating of his steps resounding in his ears.


    Coming to a stop right beside the referee, Amon gauged his opponent.


    She was a tad bit shorter than him and had an above-average appearance.


    No, she was actually beautiful.


    Butpared to the likes of Amelia, Zephyra, and others he had seen she was barely above average.


    With short brown hair and emerald green eyes, she stared at him with hostility.


    "What you lookin'' at bitch?" she asked rudely.


    Amon didn''t pay any mind to her though.


    Compared to a certain someone he had to go through every day, she was nothing.


    Rather, looking into her green eyes, she kind of reminded him of her.


    Amon remained silent and gazed at the referee.


    "Can we start?"


    The referee looked startled. He had almost expected Amon to say something at her insult.


    "Y-yeah." He said and stepped back.


    "And now, we will begin the final match of round 1 at Stadium C!!" He raged.


    His [Sound] affinity transmitted the sound to all over in the stadium.


    "The Final Match between Amon Ashford and Cleenah Troy!"


    "Begins now!" He brought down his hand.


    As soon as the round began, Cleenah didn''t waste any time.


    The ground beneath Amon instantly erupted and a barrage of spikes shot out.


    But rather than doing what was expected of him...


    Amon kept standing there with an aloof expression, not moving from his spot.


    And the barrage of spikes.


    Hit him perfectly in the center as arge cloud of dust formed in the stadium.


    The audience tensed, not expecting Amon to be like this.


    Was it a loss for Amon right at the start?


    After all, he had taken a direct hit, and that barrage looked deadly.


    Even Cleenah sported a smirk on her face, looking at the referee to dere her win.


    But thetter was still looking at the cloud, needing to see the proof directly for the win. And as the cloud started to clear, everyone in the stadium saw shes of red in the dust. It was only after squinting their eyes that they realized what it was.


    Blood.


    But why was it hovering in the air if it was from Amon''s bleeding body?


    Unfortunately, they couldn''t be more wrong as the cloud finally cleared.


    And their eyes widened from shock.


    That gigantic barrage of earth shards at Amon...


    They were all hovering in the air, held by bright crimson red strings that were looped around


    his hand.


    Not a single one had hit Amon.


    He kept standing at the same spot as before, without any expression on his face.


    The whole stadium was silent at his mastery over blood.


    Cleenah gritted her teeth.


    "Don''t get cocky you fucker!" She raged and brought her hands forward.


    The shattered ground around Amon immediately put itself to action again.


    Multiplerge pirs of earth raised from the ground,unching toward Amon.


    To crush him without hesitation.


    Keeping calm, Amon finally moved from his position.


    Just as the first pir was about to hit him, he jumped andnded on it.


    Before it couldnd on the ground and break, Amon started running.


    From pir to pir, he started jumping and running getting close to Cleenah.


    Noticing his actions, Cleenah crushed some pirs, forming them into spikes and des.


    Andunched them at Amon.


    But thetter didn''t stop his charge.


    Summoning his nodachi, he unsheathed it and started shing away at the spikes.


    But as he continued to get forward, Cleenah smiled.


    And by the time Amon noticed it, it was toote.


    His nodachi broke another 4 spikes.


    But unlike every other spike, as soon as they broke down a blend of glittering purple and


    golden powder sprang out.


    It didn''t even take a second for Amon to realize what they were.


    Mana poisoning and and crystalium powder, a powder that would burn like acid on a person if


    they were caught in its reach.


    ''It must be her familiar art...'' He realized.


    But Amon still didn''t lose his calm.


    Manipting his threads again, he quickly wrapped them around another pir and started


    pulling himself.


    The acid burned away a little at his clothes but Amon was quick to escape from its reach.


    But he knew that it wasn''t the end of it.


    Almost every pir that woulde his way now would be filled by those powders.


    And he didn''t want to get stuck in them right now in mid-air.


    The current escape was just a stroke of luck on his part.


    Fortunately, Amon didn''t even need to dodge more as he was insanely close to Cleenah.


    Trying to evade and block the spears to the best of his ability, he ran through the barrage.


    Just one hit.


    And he got it when he finally jumped under a pir while running.


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    And without wasting a moment, he leaped at Cleenah with his blood strings.


    And arrived right in front of her feet.


    But as if expecting his move, Cleenah smirked.


    "Dumb move fucker. You are caught in my trap now." She said as she clenched her hand in a


    closing motion.


    But Amon didn''t give her any moment as he snapped his fingers.


    And just like his expectations, Cleenah''s widened from shock.


    Why?


    She just lost control of her mana. Or more like elemental mana.


    Before she couldpose herself, Amon clenched both his hands like a puppeteer.


    Cleenah''s expression morphed as she found herself losing control of her body in that spare moment when she was out of focus.


    Manipting the blood in her body, Amon turned her around, grabbed her arms, and pulled


    them back.


    All while pushing his foot on her back and mming her into the ground.


    The referee, who was watching their match waspletely baffled by how the match was


    over in an instant.


    He quicklyposed himself and announced the results as the cloud of smoke cleared.


    "The Winner is Amon Ashford!"


    But...


    There were no cheers or a sign of sound.


    Because all of them were too shocked to understand what was happening around them.


    Amon Ashford, someone whom they knew to be the weakest in the academy...


    Had just defeated a person far stronger than him.


    And not just that...


    He had defeated them in one hit.


    One single hit.