CHAPTER 174: First Segment. (Part-2)
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Halbor waited for Vral to exhaust herself and slip up so that he could use that opportunity to defeat her in one fell swoop.
It had been three minutes since the Bout began, but there were no signs of her slowing down anytime soon.
Just as Halbor was pondering whether to continue defending or risk attacking head-on, Jay's voice resounded in his mind.
"If you go for a Battle of attrition, it would be no different from losing to her. Rather than wasting what's left over your Spirit Energy on defence, go full-on offensive."
Jay's discrete action didn't miss Felarial's keen senses. External assistance such as Buff and Debuff skills were prohibited unless the combatant themselves can use them. Usage of Spiritual Fruits and Spirit Items was restricted as well.
{Author Note: Spirit Equipment and Spirit Items are different. While the former are equipable on one's body and provides additional stats, the latter only comes with a skill or two.
Although Felarial couldn't tell what Jay had communicated with Halbor, it still could be rounded up to external assistance.
As the Tournament Manager, he has the authority to warn those who break the rules. If they repeat it twice more, he could disqualify the Alpha Chosen responsible for violating the rules.
But, Felarial did no such thing. He had already offended Jay once; he didn't wish to repeat that.
From everything he had noticed the Earth's Alpha Chosen behave, it became clear to him that Jay was the one who called the shots.
The rest would follow as long as he could rope Jay into the Red Elven Empire. So, he turned a blind eye to that and shifted his attention to the ongoing fight.
Vral's incessant usage of her Spear Aura caught his eye. The Spirit Energy expenditure to do that for so long had far exceeded the capacity of someone at a Tier-3 Low-Phase.
In terms of Stamina, she didn't pale in comparison with a Tier-4 Low-Phase lifeform. Moreover, that wasn't even her limit as she continued her barrage of attacks without a hint of exhaustion.
However, her flow was interrupted when Halbor ceased his defensive measures and pressed head-on, disregarding the damage from her attacks.
From there on, her hold over the fight went downhill as she was pushed back by Halbor.
Against the impact amplification effect of the two-handed hammer, Vral's countenance changed to that of helplessness.
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Although she has access to almost boundless Stamina, that didn't help her Endurance Attribute in any way, and due to that, her defence was no different from a Tier-3 Low-Phase individual.
Before long, Vral was left with just 5% of her Health and critical injuries all over her body.
Only when one of the combatants accepts their defeat or was in no state to fight would that be considered a loss.
Seeing that she might collapse anytime soon, Halbor didn't fight her anymore and advised, "There is no point in continuing this anymore. It's better you yield now. I don't wish to harm a female over her stubbornness."
Halbor's considerate words didn't reason with her; instead, they flared her temper.
In her home planet, Vatruter, females were heavily oppressed, and all her life, she suffered for it. Vral was a nobody with no power to change anything but all that changed after she became an Alpha Chosen.
Her Grade-7 Variant Category Innate Talent,
In a non-modernized Planet, which wasn't assimilated with the System, her Tier-3 power combined with her ability to fight for abnormally long periods was more than enough to thrash the medieval age military force.
After that, Vral became someone akin to a God within her planet, and her words were no different from a holy edict there.
She first broke the corrupted male hierarchy and made it into something the females of her planet would no longer suffer the same as her.
For someone with her experience, Halbor's words were nothing but blatant contempt towards females.
With a blood-smeared face, Vral roared at Halbor, "Don't you look down on me just because I am a female?!!"
Before Halbor could explain and clear the misunderstanding, Vral shot one last Spear Aura Projectile at Harbor before falling to her knees.
It was no ordinary Spear Aura Projectile since she used her 2nd Innate Exclusive Skill,
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Current Base Endurance: 120
Current Base Stamina: 600
Stamina needed for a single Augmentation: 6,000 (10 times the Base Stamina)
Current Stamina Regeneration: 12 per minute.
Total Stored Stamina: 121,780
(Possible number of Augments: 121780/6000 = 20.3 ~ 20 times.)
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Under 20 times of Augmentation, the dark-blue shade of the Spear Aura grew intense to the point it turned violet, imitating the Stage-4 Aura.
Although the difference between a Lv.30 and Lv.31 Weapon Aura was just a single level on the surface, there was instead a wide chasm between them.
It was the difference between a Minor Weapon Aura and Major Weapon Aura. A Lv.31
From there on, each level increment would increase its strength twice that of a Lv.30
For Lv.33, it would be 14 times and so on. Similarly, 20 times the Lv.30
It was strong enough to take out a Tier-4 Low-Phase monster or heavily damage a Tier-4 Mid-Phase monster.
The pressure her attack exuded didn't just shock Halbor but everyone off Stage as well.
At that moment, almost everyone had the same thought: if the attack landed on Halbor, it would be his sure demise.
Whereas Felarial darted towards Halbor at breakneck speed, screaming in his mind, 'Just what is wrong with these Alpha Chosen?! How are they so strong after just 10 days into the Trial Program?!!'
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