I Was Forced to Become a Teacher in the Prestigious Fighter School
Episode 143's.

*wush!

The wind whizzed and cut the floor like a birthday cake cutting event. The slashes appeared with just one flick of his hand and the result was already this powerful, then what if both hands moved?

I might be in two.

So he still pityes me, huh?

I was the target made like I was dancing to the right and to the left endlessly. Until the sweat water started to drop, that's when I started to have to think about how to counterattack him.

What the hell is this attack?! How should I fight him?!

Unfortunately, there was nothing on my mind. All my thoughts were consumed by the panic of my current position.

Right now it was impossible to use ordinary attacks, he was too powerful from the others. All sorts of attacks coming from Anitya would not make him scratched in the slightest.

The only way is to fight it at close range.

But from this position, it was impossible to get close now.

His attacks exceeded the speed of light, even against the laws of dark magic.

Think on! Comeon! I'm dead-end right now!

......................

As I was squeezing my brain, I heard a strange sound approaching.

Both me and my brother were lured by that voice.

Propeller noises?

Something tried to fly in this direction, but what?

"Helicopter." My brother just by using his sense of hearing explained to me.

He turned out to be distracted too, huh?

Maybe this is my chance.

Instantly I drove at the speed of light and tried to approach him.

*flash!

In a short time, I was already beside him and prepared to do a chest kick in the air.

*Shelf!

But this can't be too easy.

As I thought, he could fend it off just by using his arm.

"Not here!"

I continued the second kick with my left leg twisting.

And as a result, my brother again deflected it.

"It's all a matter of time!"

Once again I kicked with my right foot, but the result was still the same.

I tried again and again, even though the results were the same. I hope he gets exhausted and opens a gap for me to attack and end it.

But...

*dad! *buy! *dad! *buy!

It's endless.

I kept kicking, but he was not tired, even the movement of his hand used to hold even faster as if getting used to my kick.

Wait, isn't that even an opportunity?

Seeing my brother who was getting used to my attack algorithm, I immediately tried something new.

I kicked with my left foot, but when I finished the kick.

I just kicked with the same leg!

My left leg moved again and the target was also changed.

*buy!

I kicked his knee.

It worked!

He was fooled by his own algorithm.

Not wanting to pass the opportunity, I re-activated my weapon and tried to stab the neck into the stomach.

"Feel this!"

*Thrust!

The sword of giving pierces the giver. This is like a famous poem.

"Gurghhh!" (Rizki)

"You've lost, brother!"

I made the sword I used become so talented that the inside of my brother's body burned from the inside.

"I'm asking you to say it! Is there anything else you know?!" I shouted while moving my sword lodged in his body.

There must be other information I can get from him.

"Everything you want is on that document!" My brother finally said it.

"Documents?"

"The documents you got from that Teacher Assessment gift. It includes everything you need!" Blood started to spurt from his smoky mouth.

I immediately stretched the handle on my sword, and thought about what he said.

I almost forgot about the document, but I can confirm I've read half of it, and the results are still not satisfactory for me.

I know about my brother's betrayal of his boss, Nova. However, I don't know what happened and why it was all done.

If he's after the Prince Project, then he shouldn't be tempted by the Governor's invitation.

Then why would he approve of that?

Is there a reason for him to follow someone who already knows weaker than his boss?

And also, why was he locked up instead of being finished off?

Isn't that more effective?

Or does Nova still need his knowledge?

But I don't think Nazrul could have been asked to by that grandmother despite being tortured.

*Refer! *Refer! *Refer!

As I was immersed in thought, the sound of the helicopter that had given me a gap in order to attack my brother was heard again. And now his voice is getting closer.

"Where?!"

I looked to the right and to the left, but I didn't see a helicopter.

*buy!

Knowing I was panicking, my brother took the opportunity to hit me and make me take a few steps back.

*ctang!

The sword that pierced into his body was pulled out without exposing any slight pain.

This was not because he was strong to the point of not being able to feel pain while taking off the sword, but it was Anitya's basic effect that relieved the effects of pain when feeling physical trauma.

His hands were raised again and prepared to be flicked back.

Shit, he's gonna make me back off again!

While on the brink of surrender, the helicopter that had not been seen and only in the form of sound immediately appeared and drove so fast towards the two of us.

The propeller used for the helicopter flew towards us as if preparing to cut us both brutally.

"What did the helicopter driver think?!" I screamed until I forgot the fight.

"Other bullies, huh?" On the other hand, my brother thought the other way while opening his eyes sharply and full of caution.

The light magic I activated to dodge the propeller, but the wind from that thing pulled me mercilessly so that my current speed was not a problem.

The dark magic I activated, but the result was still nil. The smoke I was emitting immediately crashed and left just like that.

I activated the earth magic, and formed a barricade, but it seemed like the driver shot out a giant water ball and destroyed my shield quickly.

All the magic I could possibly use was cast out, but it all ended up failing. I could not try using fire, water, ice, and electricity magic because there was a possibility that my magic turned right into my face.

The helicopter got closer and left me with no choice but to...

"Then, then goodbye!" I said while hitting the ground with my fist

The floor that was still good was immediately hollow and made me who stepped on it fall down.

*glash! *glash! *glash!

The helicopter tore apart anyone on it mercilessly.

"The fool can't die just from being torn apart by a propeller." I calmed myself while looking up at the hole I made.

*Out!

The crumbling sound of the helicopter was clearly heard from here. Thick smoke was seen blazing from outside the hole. Red whiz started burning that helicopter for sure.

Yes, it's inevitable. Who else used a helicoper to hit this building?

What's going on up there, I want to know.

I jumped by using earth magic that threw like a slingshot.

When I was at the top, I saw an unusual sight in my opinion, or maybe it was just me who thought it was unusual.

Someone stood in front of my Brother who was kneeling from that exhaustion. He smiled like a comedian who had just won an audition.

Beside her, there was a woman who was still less familiar in my memory.

"For a long time no see, Rashid." The man waved his hand at me.

I waved back, but did not put a little pleasure in my heart.

I walked closer to the man and began to wonder the reason for his arrival here. Was this the reason why he had not been seen in the previous fight.

"I think I came in time..." The man looked at my exhausted brother, then looked back at me while revealing his stupid smile. "...Is this really what you want, Rashid?" He asked me.

His stupid smile instantly disappeared and turned into anxiety. "Did your journey all along just take you back to your old self. You are full of naivety!" The man raised his voice and glared at me.

"Th-this..." My mouth suddenly squeezed.

Of all the people, I just couldn't handle it. Not in the sense of fighting for power, but more towards that he is a person I consider like my real family. Even if he had been in the teachers' fight earlier, it was possible that I would have thrown him so far away that he would not be exposed to my rage.

"... Forget it, this has nothing to do with you..." Without even daring to look into his eyes, I tried to say that. "...Ryan."