Arca stood surrounded, a sharp smirk on his face.
"Tch, what a hassle," he muttered.
The horde attacked from all directions at once.
Arca didn't just stand there—he fought back fiercely. Meanwhile, Aswa was still in midair, seemingly having jumped too high.
"I guess I pushed off his head too hard… Now I’m stuck up here," Aswa mused, still floating.
From above, he watched Arca’s intense battle.
"Oh well, his head’s fine. I get to watch him fight too, haha."
Even while surrounded, Arca remained calm—like a seasoned warrior.
One by one, he took them down, his movements precise and powerful.
"What the hell is this guy?! Why isn’t he going down?!" one of them shouted.
BHUAKK! BHUAKKK!
Arca kept striking. Half of them had already fallen.
Yet…
He didn’t seem tired at all.
BHUAKK!
His punches grew heavier.
BHUAKK! BHUAKK!
Stronger. More painful.
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BHUAKK! BHUAKK! BHUAKKK!
Now, Arca looked terrifying. His arms and body seemed to swell with power.
This time, his punch was different.
WOSHHH BHUAKK!
He struck again—
But instead of his enemy, he hit Aswa, who had just landed.
Aswa was sent flying, crashing into the crowd, knocking several of them out.
Arca’s eyes widened in shock.
"What the hell did I hit just now? Was that iron?!"
BHUAKK!
A punch landed on Arca’s face.
"Sorry, but I’m just that amazing," Aswa grinned.
Hearing that, a vein popped on Arca’s forehead.
"You damn—!"
WOSHH BHUAK BHUAK BHUAK BHUAK!
Arca’s speed doubled. He attacked wildly.
"H-He’s a monster! His attacks are too fast to see! How the hell do we beat him?!"
Doubt crept into the gang’s hearts. Fear painted their faces.
They were 530 strong.
Yet in front of this one man…
They felt like they were facing a WALL.
Still, they had no choice but to fight. Arca had already stopped caring who his opponents were.
FWUSHHH!
His punch sent bodies flying, a testament to his overwhelming strength.
Meanwhile, from the school’s upper window—
"Tsk, why does he keep getting scarier?! I knew he was called the ‘Weapon Slayer,’ but damn it! If I’d known, I wouldn’t have messed with him! Almost everyone’s down… What do I do now?"
Yudan muttered anxiously, pacing back and forth.
THAANG
His foot hit something.
Back to the battlefield—
Almost all of them had been defeated. Only a few remained.
They attacked together.
But in the end…
They fell too.
BHUAKK!
The last one collapsed.
WHUUSHH
A weapon swung from behind Arca.
He turned—
Yudan was lunging at him with a steel pipe.
But—
Arca’s pupils suddenly glowed blue.
"Die, Arc—!"
DHAKK! FWUUSHH!
Yudan was sent flying.
Aswa had kicked him in the head.
Arca stood still, his pupils returning to normal.
"Fyuuh… I’m exhausted. How about we take a break? Haha."
Aswa slung an arm over Arca’s shoulder.
The two walked toward the cafeteria.
Arca glanced back.
The first-year students, teachers, even the principal—
They had all witnessed it.
Their faces were filled with joy… but also fear.
Their hearts wavered. Their minds conflicted.
And that…
Was the beginning of the legend of THE TWO HUNTERS.
—TO BE CONTINUED—