Getting spoiled in a woman dominating world-Chapter 373: Academy’s Tournament [2]
"BEGIN!"
The instant the announcer’s voice snapped through the arena, Lyria dashed forward, holding the spear tightly in her hand.
*SWOOSH* She lunged with a straight thrust powered by ether reinforcement, and air split audibly around the spear’s tip, showing just how much force she’d packed into that one motion.
Brandon tilted his head to the side with a smile, letting the spear glide past his cheek by less than an inch.
The casualness of the movement contrasted with Lyria’s intensity, making it clear to the watching crowd that their speeds weren’t even comparable.
Gasps rippled through the stands "Oh wow, he is not even using ether to reinforce his body."
"And he is matching her speed too..."
Lyria didn’t slow, and she immediately transitioned into a sweeping arc aimed at his ribs, pivoting with precision and using her full body weight to maximize force.
*sleesh*
Brandon stepped backward lightly as the spear sliced through the space where he stood a moment earlier.
Seeing his dodges, Lyria’s eyes narrowed, and she raised her spear for an upward diagonal slash.
Brandon’s hand blurred forward, and he tapped the shaft with his forearm, diverting the attack harmlessly to the side.
*tok* A tiny sound echoed through the arena.
Lyria’s eyes widened for a second before she masked it and stepped in closer, trying to shorten her weapon’s disadvantage.
Ether swirled around her muscles as she amplified her next movement, refusing to give him space.
However, Brandon caught the spear mid-swing, and the arena froze.
Whispers turned into roaring disbelief as he held the reinforced weapon effortlessly, stopping its momentum.
"Wow!"
Brandon twisted the spear and pulled her forward off balance.
"Ah-" She stumbled half a step, and in that window, he tapped her shoulder with his elbow with controlled force.
*thud* Lyria was thrown backward, sliding across the mat, and her boots screeched as she dug them into the ground to recover.
"Haa..."
Lyria forced herself upright and planted the spear into the ground to stabilize herself, then twirled it around her wrist as ether flared along the blade.
The momentum snapped back into her stance as she lowered her body, ready to launch again.
She wasn’t giving up.
Her spear slammed against the ground *CRACK* and she kicked off with explosive power, shooting forward faster than before.
*thoom* The shockwave of her acceleration burst outward, rumbling through the tiles beneath her boots.
Brandon’s hair fluttered from the pressure alone, and her thrust came from a low angle, straight to him.
Brandon leaned in rather than dodging away and stepped directly into the attack’s trajectory.
Lyria’s pupils shook.
"What are you-"
She expected him to dodge, so that she can use the momentum to counterattack, but he-
His hand closed around the spear again, and he twisted his leg, kicking in her shoulder.
*thud* She was thrown back again, and the spear fell down, rolling down to her.
"Urgh..." Lyria growled under her breath and dashed after the weapon, scooping it up in a smooth motion before turning to face Brandon again, who was standing there, waiting for her to attack.
A purple glint passed through her eyes as the ether around her body condensed into static purple lightning.
The people in the arena were excited "She is using her ether signature already."
"Hoh, I wonder if Brandon will use his ether signature... I wonder what his ether signature is."
In the next instant, she vanished.
*crack* A streak of purple lightning tore across the floor, and in a blink Lyria appeared behind Brandon with her spear already mid-swing.
*CRACK* The air split with the ferocity of the slash.
*thud* However, Brandon easily blocked the spear with his forearm, and the purple lightning discharged and burst outward in sparks.
Seeing this, Lyria’s eyes condensed "Tsk."
She swung again with a diagonal strike at his neck, followed by a sweeping jab at his knee.
Brandon parried both of them easily with his bare hands, making her frustration go higher.
Her frustration grew, and she poured more ether into her movements as lightning crawled up her arms and spear.
Purple arcs hissed and cracked around her as heat rippled outward from the force of her ether signature.
With that, Lyria drove forward, swinging her spear at him in a burst of speed.
The speed alone would have overwhelmed most first-years entirely.
But Brandon blocked it easily again and the entire arena went silent.
The muscles in Lyria’s arms trembled as she tried to force the weapon forward, purple lightning exploding violently along the shaft.
Brandon sidestepped gently and caught her wrist as his leg hooked hers.
Eh? Lyria blinked her eyes in surprise.
And with a fluid shift of weight-
THUD.
She hit the ground, pinned beneath him, and his hand hovered just above her throat.
His knee pinned her weapon arm, eliminating any further attempt.
Lyria stared up at him, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she processed what happened.
Looking into his blue eyes, her gaze trembled "Ha... Haa..."
The referee swallowed hard before lifting her hand.
"Winner... Brandon Kael. It hasn’t even been a minute, and Brandon Kael has already won!"
The arena erupted with cheers and shock as the whispers filled every corner of the arena.
Brandon released her slowly, offering his hand to help her up.
Lyria hesitated for a moment before taking his hand, and he pulled her up.
Standing close to him, she murmured "...That was a good fight, Brandon Kael."
With a smile on his face, he nodded "Same here. I enjoyed the fight."
Looking at his faint smile, her gaze quivered and she gently lowered her head "Mhm."
At this time the announcer spoke again, "Brandon Kael has won his match; as for the other duo..."
Hm? Brandon and Lyria turned their heads to see the other side of the arena and saw that only Mira was standing there.
-_- Mira had a deadpan expression on her face ’I am standing here for a while now. That girl Elena... just disappeared.’
Lyria was confused and looked around "Huh? Where is our opponent? Did she leave...? If she left the arena, we would have won."
Seeing this, Brandon shook his head helplessly ’This girl... she is playing her tricks again.’
Lyria turned to look at the referee and spoke "What is happening? Why is she not announced as the winner? Where is our opponent?"
Looking at Lyria, the referee spoke "The opponent is still inside the arena."
Some of the people in the crowd were also confused because they were super fixated on Brandon’s match; they forgot Elena.
Where is she?
Brandon glanced at Lyria and asked, "Did you not do research about your opponent before the match, about her powers or something?"
Turning to him, Lyrie replied "No... I mean, we only got two hours after randomly matching me and Mira. So we didn’t have enough time."
"We only looked through you."
Mira turned to Lyrie and spoke "I think her ability is invisibility."
"Oh, you are right."
Hearing Elena’s voice, everyone turned to look at Elena standing beside Brandon in the arena.
Mira’s eyes narrowed and she dashed toward her "You-"
Ether sparkled around Mira’s body, and without a moment of hesitation, she punched Elena.
However, the punch hit nothing but empty space, and the sheer force behind it sent a gust blasting outward, rattling the markings on the arena floor and making the closest spectators flinch.
SWOOSH-!!
"Oooh, that was close. Almost felt that one."
