[DROP] Supreme World'S System (Supreme World System)
Chapter 160 ~ Against Makishima

"Today's 10th match, on the east side, Hero from another world! Let's see! Hero Makishima!"

"OOOOO!"

The cheers of the audience echoed in Arena Tarung as commentators greeted Makishima.

With a gentle smile on her handsome face, many women were crazed. He waved his hand towards the audience as he walked into the arena.

"On the west side, the unknown fighter who had defeated Goja with one punch, Participant Zack!"

"Oooouu!"

Many spectators who did not lose much from Makishima cheered for the participant.

The black-haired youth who was slightly purple in color when exposed to the sunlight walked over from the west door.

Its presence was so thin, that it made people never assume it existed. But if they look at it and focus it, then they can notice the young man even though it sometimes feels like he is disappearing.

Finally, the two young men stood facing each other at a distance of 10 meters.

At a glance, the eyes of the two of them looked at each other, as if breaking through the barrier to see the contents of each other's hearts.

I grinned as the commentator started the match.

"No need for further ado, let's watch the fight of the two participants!"

The spectators and commentators counted down the course of the match.

""3, 2,1!""

At the last count, Makishima shot towards me with a wave of Wind Magic at her feet.

"Wind Boost (Wind Drive)!" makishima.

Unlike previous matches, Makishima is more aggressive to attack.

'Looks like he's aware of my power, ' I thought.

But, well, at most it's just a quick glance. Makishima does not know for sure my strength, he only knows that I am the strongest opponent he has faced so far.

At the moment, we are not using any weapons. But, this arena was filled with obsolete weapons scattered about.

While darting flying low in the air, Makishima's hand took out a one-meter-long sword.

Without a pause, he narrowed the distance from me and slashed his sword.

The swish!

Since the start of the match, only one second had passed. But Makishima has narrowed the gap and attacked in that time.

Really awesome.

I dodged the attack with minimal movement, then caught the hand holding the sword. Immediately, I raised my leg and intended to give a hanky kick to his face.

"—!"

Makishima gasped in surprise, but hurriedly blocked my kick with the other hand. When my kick hit his hand, a flame splashed and a fire exploded.

With the power of such instant explosions, it should be that ordinary people would bounce back. However, I continued the kick piercing through the blast fire and kicked his face.

Bugh!

"Ackh!"

Makishima let out a voice of pain spontaneously and he was thrown several meters away, falling to his knees. My kick was about the temple, so she must have felt dizzy and in pain from the vibrations in her brain, if not fainted.

It seems he's still holding on.

"W-what!? Just incredible! How did this happen!"

The commentator was surprised, "Participant Makishima was bounced off by participant Zack's kick!"

Among the spectators there was also a commotion. I don't know what happened, but on the side of the nobles and the royal family there was more commotion and shock.

The purpose of the Tarung Tournament this time is to display the power of Heroes to calm the masses who are afraid of the devil.

I also know the purpose.

Makishima found his vision blurred and his head felt very sore, like being stung.

'W-what happened?' That's what Makishima's heart says.

The attack jolted him, his mind not working properly.

After all, my previous attack Makishima had not predicted that it could attack him. With great difficulty, he held onto his temple and drained Magic Energy.

"Heal!"

A greenish light appeared on his palm, then absorbed within his head. Moments later, the pain and dizziness that Makishima felt faded.

He stood up with a little wobbly.

"Ugh, shit, I'm too careless."

Makishima muttered as I watched her struggle to stand up.

Then, she brushed her hair back with her hands.

"Your name is Zack, right?"

"Yes .. Mr. Hero."

I called him 'Master Hero' in a mocking tone. But he doesn't seem to care.

"You're strong, much stronger than the people I've faced."

"....."

"Because of that, make me stronger!"

When the last sentence was finished, he ran towards me. It seemed like he had used some strengthening skills.

His speed had indeed surpassed that of a human, he was as fast as a warhorse running on the battlefield.

"Well, I'll teach you!"

But to me, it was like a very slow snail path.

This time I will play the villain, well, although Makishima is actually a criminal as well.

Then, I ran as well and in a split second, the distance between us was thinning.

Makishima still had the broken sword in her hand, she threw the sword at me.

The sword twirled erratically.

From the way he threw it, he was clearly still an amateur.

Sure enough, when I fended off the sword, Makishima had created a sword in his hand made from Wind Magic.

"Wind Blade!" makishima.

He thrust the sword into my stomach, but it wasn't finished.

Right before hitting me, he added Fire Magic to his attack.

"Inferno Blast!"

A wind sword consisting of a sharp whirlwind began to splash sparks.

Then, the wind and fire resonated with each other.

A burning fire erupted directionally towards me, while a sharp wind pierced my body.

Makishima had grinned with a cruel look, but I also grinned back.

Unexpectedly, Makishima's attack vanished while something like a hand shot out with blood spurting.

Splats!

Makishima's smile stiffened when she saw her hand disappear and blood came out profusely.

"A .. A …"

Makishima stammered with wide eyes. Moments later, the intense pain spread throughout the body with the severed hand as its center.

"Aaaarrrggghhh!"

I shook the hand that had cut off Makishima's hand. Even so, I don't have any bloodstains there.

Thanks to the speed that cannot be seen by the eyes, I also managed to keep the audience from seeing.

I put my finger in my ear and said, "Oh, it's so noisy. Didn't you want to get stronger?"

Makishima slumped and wriggled on the ground while grimacing in pain. His face was completely distorted by the pain.

Tears came out, snot and saliva came out.

I looked at him with disgust.

"Ewh, disgusting. Aren't you ashamed? Look at that look of yours."

Makishima who was holding back the pain became angry and gnashed her teeth.

"Brengs*k .. you .. Zack!"

My mocking face turned cold because of his words.

"What did you say?" ask me about intimidation.

Makishima immediately felt death approaching him.

I approached him, "Okay, okay, it looks like you're still not learning properly. Let me teach you one more time."

I crouched down and grabbed another normal hand of Makishima. Then I pulled his index finger.

Clack up!

"Ups, I broke it. I once read an anthropology book that said the finger had an important role. For example, it can make a person lose balance when they want to be broken."

"Relish!"

Makishima shouted again as I explained.

"Hey, can you shut up? I'm teaching you."

"Urghs."

"Good, I'll continue. Oh yeah, especially this little part."

I pulled his little finger.

"Although it's small in size, if you pull the pinky back like this, someone bigger than you can be easily defeated. He will lose balance by pain as his muscles react naturally to eliminate contractions thus losing strength to the grip."

Clack up!

I broke his pinky.

"Ups, I did it again. Shit, I have to be careful, but maybe your bones are fragile. Haish, how could your bones be fragile when you were young? What happens when you get old?"

"Aarray!"

Makishima let out a painful scream again. Tears came out as he endured the pain.

The audience and commentators were frozen by the sight.

"Truely, you can use finger-breaking techniques when you are gripped or strangled. I recommend breaking your little finger like that. The power of the little finger is weak but if you break it, it will affect the grip of the opponent."

I explained again without paying attention to Makishima's screams.

"Alright, I've taught you to finger parts. Now I'll teach you how to break your opponent's arm."

Makishima's eyes became filled with terror as I grabbed her arm and she shouted, "TIDAAAK!"

'The 'lesson' continues until Makishima's condition is truly terrible. His eyes lost the vitality of life, appearing to wither and die.

His hands, legs and limbs were broken and covered with bruises and bleeding.

"All right, now the final test. Let's see if you're really listening to my lesson or not."

"....."

I saw Makishima whose body and joints were not normal.

"Umm, looks like you can't do it."

Then, I turned my eyes to the commentator.

"Hey, Mr. Commentator, this match is over! Can you announce the winner?"

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