Announcer: And that’s the end of a climactic round! Both sides gave it all that they got, neither willing to give up! Congrats to those two. Now, the next round will begin. Fang from Academy vs. Leo from Academy!

--- Chapter 119 ---

Fang: Yo! Leo, I will beat you. You better believe it!

Leo chuckles at Fang’s proclamation. Fang growls in anger.

Announcer: Begin!

Fang’s fingers turn into curved iron spikes. Leo stretches his right hand out, the green ooze secretes from his body and swirls into the form of a scythe. Fang runs in, stabbing his sharp fingers forward. Leo brings the scythes rod down, catching the strike and guarding. Fang continues his assault while Leo guards with ease. Leo, being taller than fang looks down at him with a grin.

Fang: Don’t smile at me like that you smug bastard!

He brings both hands above his head bringing his claws down onto Leo, but he raises the rod above his head and blocks.

Fang: You don’t realize how lucky you are! You were born with everything! Handed everything! Yet you’re an ungrateful prick!

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Leo’s expression turns blank.

Leo: Lucky?

The green scythe begins to turn a bright red. The air around it heats up and distorts. Fang’s steel claws begin to hiss and steam.

Leo: Sure that may be how it seems. I have a good arcana. But call me lucky? Don’t make me laugh. My existence is anything but lucky.

Fang: Wha…

Leo: You wanted a serious fight. You got one.

A fist made of the crimson ooze is formed from his stomach, punching fang and sending him back a few feet. The arm recedes into his stomach. Leo stares down fang. The scythe is absorbed into his body. Suddenly, ooze creates a cocoon-like dome around him, and that dome grows to be about 10 feet in diameter. And from the dome, ooze congregates, creating two large skeleton arms sprouting from the left and right sides of the dome. Fang puts his guard up as the skeleton arms begin to punch him, each punch pushing him further back. After a few punches, he runs in, clicking his fingers together to form a drill. The drill begins to spin as he stabs it into the cocoon. It begins to crack, however, one of the skeleton arms grabs him and throws him at the wall with force. He slams into the wall, creating a crater and a dust cloud. Leo looks at the dust with no emotion. The dust begins to settle, but Fang is nowhere to be seen. A moment of confusion washes over Leo. Then his eyes go wide as he leaps into the air, Fang bursts from the ground where he stood. Fang grabs Leo’s legs, digging his claws into his legs. Leo looks at Fang with anger.

Leo: I wanted to go easy on you, as you are not worth my strength. Nor do you even begin to compare. Let this be a lesson.

Rods with scythe blades attached to him are created all over his body and are swung in an arc toward him. He swiftly let go before the scythes hit him. The scythes are absorbed into his body, and he lands safely about 6 feet away. Leo raises his right hand and snaps his fingers. The cocoon and arms all form into a small ball above Fang. From this small ball, ooze leaks from it forming a massive fist. And this fist descends upon fang at unfathomable speeds. The ooze forms into a massive muscly arm as it drops. Fang is hit directly by this fist, which causes a crater all around the area. The hand raises off his unconscious body and absorbs into Leo’s body.

Announcer: And the winner is LEO!

The crowd roars in excitement. Leo walks over to Fang’s body.

Leo: Don’t take it personally, Fang. You had no chance no matter how hard you tried. We are worlds apart in strength.

Fang: F-fuck, you…

Announcer: And that’s the end of round two! Come back tomorrow for round 3!