As Rennes unleashed a flurry of aggressive attacks with his dagger, Dragonire stood unwavering, allowing each strike to land without flinching. The colosseum echoed with the clashing sounds of metal meeting its target, yet Dragonire remained composed, a faint smile playing on his lips.
Amidst the relentless assault, Rennes couldn't help but grow intrigued by Dragonire's peculiar demeanor. He gradually increased the intensity of his dagger strikes, aiming to test the limits of Dragonire's resilience. However, Dragonire continued to absorb every blow, seemingly unfazed.
The players, both from the Blue Team and the Red Team, watched in disbelief as Dragonire withstood Rennes's assault. Whispers spread through the players as the atmosphere in the colosseum grew tense.
“Holy shit! How could a classless player be this powerful?!”
"No fucking way! He's not even trying to defend himself!"
"Is he insane?! Why isn't he fighting back?!"
After a few minutes, Rennes stopped attacking and said to Dragonire, “Heh, not bad. You’re way stronger than I thought.”
“Thanks for the praise, I appreciate it.” Dragonire replied. “However, you’re holding back aren’t you?”
Dragonire had watched all of Rennes’s previous fights, so he knew whether or not Rennes was fighting seriously.
"Ah, so you knew? Well, that was just a warm-up. However, don't worry, I'll take you seriously now, so I hope you're prepared."
“I’ve always been prepared, so show me what you got.” Dragonire said.
“Very well, I hope you don’t disappoint me and get defeated too quickly.”
Suddenly, Rennes's demeanor shifted from relaxed to serious. In the blink of an eye, he unleashed his full intensity, launching a relentless assault on Dragonire.
Once again, Dragonire remained unmoved, standing still as he absorbed every powerful attack unleashed by Rennes.
STAB!!! STAB!!! STAB!!!
DIAGONAL SLASH!!! DIAGONAL SLASH!!! DIAGONAL SLASH!!!
HORIZONTAL SLASH!!! HORIZONTAL SLASH!!! HORIZONTAL SLASH!!!
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Previously, when Rennes attacked Dragonire, it felt like a light massage. However, with Rennes infusing more power into his attacks, the sensation transformed into something resembling a vigorous, hard massage for Dragonire.
‘This time the massage feels kinda different from before…’
Dragonire wasn't certain if he liked it, but judging by the looks of it, he seemed to prefer the gentle massage over the intense one.
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‘This motherfucker! Just how tanky is he?! How is he still not taking any damage even after all that?!’ Rennes thought.
This time, Rennes began to feel a sense of concern. It was as if he were confronting an insurmountable mountain, impervious to destruction no matter what he attempted.
Noticing the change in Rennes's expression, Dragonire sensed that the moment had arrived for Rennes to acknowledge that, right from the beginning, he should have understood he stood no chance.
“Die!!! Die!!! Die!!! Die!!! Die!!! Die!!!” Rennes began to panic. At this point, he had realized that he never once stood a chance against Dragonire in the first place.
‘No way! I’m actually going to lose?! Fuck! Furthermore, losing to a mere classless player!’ Rennes thought.
The thought of losing to a classless player didn’t make Rennes feel good as it sort of damaged his pride.
Meanwhile, Dragonire was nonchalantly picking his nose while counting the time inside his head.
‘Let’s see… How many minutes has it been? Is it 9 minutes and 25 seconds already..?’
The reason why Dragonire didn’t attack Rennes this whole time was because he gave Rennes a handicap; for ten minutes, Dragonire won’t fight back. The motive behind this decision was simple: Dragonire aimed to enjoy a free massage from Rennes's attacks.
35 seconds later…
“Alright, time is up!” Dragonire said.
“T-Time is up?! What the hell are you talking about?!” Rennes said.
With the declaration that the handicap time was over, Dragonire's demeanor shifted. He stood there, no longer just absorbing attacks but ready to assert his own dominance. Rennes, still caught in the realization of the impending danger, tried to gather himself.
Dragonire, without a moment's hesitation, closed the distance to Rennes with astonishing speed. In the blink of an eye, he unleashed a single, devastating punch.
PUNCH!!!
BAAAAAAMMM!!!
The colosseum fell into a stunned silence as Rennes, sent flying away by the force of Dragonire's punch, crashed into the colosseum wall. The impact echoed through the arena, leaving the players in awe of the unexpected and powerful outcome of the match.
“KEUK…!!!” Rennes coughed out blood.
‘Ugh! Fuck! What hell was that?! How could his punch pack so much power?!’ Rennes thought.
The players erupted into a mix of astonishment and applause. Dragonire, still seemingly nonchalant, glanced at Rennes, who was now struggling to get up.
“Not bad,” Dragonire commented, the faint smile returning to his lips. “But next time, maybe try a lighter massage. It's more enjoyable."
“L-Lighter massage?? What are you even talking about..?” Rennes said.
Exerting all his strength into his legs, Rennes managed to rise and stand upright. However, mere seconds later, after taking a few steps, he suddenly fainted and collapsed to the ground.
Like that, the system declared:
Ding!
[Round sixth ends! Blue Team, Dragonire won!]
Once the system announced Dragonire’s victory, the Blue Team players started celebrating and jumped for joy.
“Fuck yeah! Woohoo! Dragonire won!”
“Hell yeah! We won! Yes! Hahaha!”
“Holy shit! We actually won! I can’t believe this!”
While the Blue Team players reveled in happiness and celebration, a sense of worry crept among the Red Team players. Witnessing Dragonire's formidable strength made them realize they were now in deep trouble.
With this, there were only three players left from the Red Team to fight Dragonire.
Standing in the center of the stage, Dragonire declared, "Alright! Let's not waste time! Who's up next to face me?!"
Dragonire wanted to finish this as quickly as possible so that he could return to Shroom Village and relax. After all, this was already the 9th Tutorial and once this quest is completed, the 10th Tutorial will be the last one.
The nature of the world inside the Chaos Tower remained unknown, but one thing Dragonire was certain of—he was excited to explore it. While he still missed Earth, that chapter was in the past. For him, the present was all about embracing adventure and moving forward.