Chapter 353: I’m Sorry I Couldn’t Make You Fight at Full Strength
Their lightning-fast collisions made the hurricane grow increasingly violent. The two tiger-folk traversed the standing water like bolts of lightning.
Then a calm voice rang out:
"In terms of speed, you're far from my match."
Their pupils contracted sharply as they stared at the pale blue shadowy figure charging towards them even more ferociously. This sharp force and speed left them unable to keep up.
They could only vaguely see that wooden sword flash past, leaving wound after wound on their bodies. When they reached out to grab it, they caught nothing but wind.
Viktor was like the wind itself, his form flickering as he passed them multiple times. Almost in the blink of an eye, countless bloody lines erupted across the tiger-folk's skin, red blood spraying like rain into the standing water.
Before everyone's eyes, the clear water gradually turned red, the air thick with the scent of blood.
The female tiger-folk roared skyward, throwing a punch at Viktor's afterimage.
Whoosh—!
The massive force tore through the air with an ear-splitting boom.
This time, she connected.
But Viktor merely stood steadily in place before her, not even raising his hand to block.
Behind him, a massive wooden vine hand that had grown out at some unknown moment firmly gripped her tiger claw.
That arm was tightly wrapped in glowing green magical runes, complex sigils interweaving repeatedly.
The bound tigress struggled with all her might, but that huge wooden hand seemed to possess endless power, unbreakable. Not even a single wooden finger could be bent.
Only Viktor's cold voice calmly rang out:
"In terms of strength, you're also lacking."
Seeing the female tiger-folk trapped and unable to move, the tiger leader's pupils contracted as he stared intently at Viktor wrapped in magical runes.
He dropped to all fours and instantly leaped skyward, body tilted forward as claws and fangs struck at Viktor together.
Viktor had already noticed the male's movement and calmly raised his wooden sword to defend.
However, the tiger-folk cleverly adjusted his form, twisting his heavy fist to sweep past the edge of Viktor's wooden sword towards his face.
The force of the wind was almost point-blank.
At this moment, the noble lords watching widened their eyes in fear.
If that punch connected, Viktor, being a mage, would likely lose all fighting capability.
Everyone's hearts raced in panic at the sight.
But the next second, something unexpected happened.
Suddenly, Viktor's lips curved slightly upward.
At some point, he had instantly raised his other arm that had remained motionless until now.
On that arm appeared a dark shield emanating an eerie aura.
The shield's surface bore the fierce visage of an evil spirit, with two blood-red gems like crimson eyes embedded above.
Sensing the evil aura emanating from the shield, the tiger-folk's eyes widened.
He tried desperately to change direction mid-air, but his punch had already committed and couldn't be withdrawn.
Finally, that heavy punch landed squarely on the round shield.
Bang!
With a muffled sound, the tiger-folk instantly fell into a dazed state.
Almost simultaneously, Viktor's wooden sword was once again wrapped in vines, transforming into a massive wooden hammer.
The giant hammer swept up from below through the standing water, rising towards the sky.
More precisely, it rose towards the male tiger-folk's body.
BOOM—!
Under this terrifying hammer strike, his body twisted like it had been hit by a massive wave.
His limbs contorted as his internal organs seemed to suffer the same terrible impact.
Blood burst from his eyes, nose, and mouth, mixing with the rain in a ghastly display.
The massive orange body traced an arc through the air as it plummeted towards the water.
In his daze, the tiger leader recovered consciousness and quickly righted himself in mid-air.
He crashed down with a thunderous impact.
One claw supported him on the wet ground as he knelt on one knee.
His other paw rose to wipe away the blood mixed with rain from the corner of his mouth.
The tiger-folk's gaze fixed intently on Viktor before him.
At this moment, in his area of greatest expertise - close combat - he actually felt a hint of... fear.
Fighting for so long, he hadn't landed a single clean hit on his opponent.
How was this possible?
The crowd was equally shocked seeing the tiger-folk bleeding from all orifices.
What exactly had just happened?
They had seen Viktor seemingly at a disadvantage.
Yet in an instant, he had turned the tables completely.
Even though that hammer strike had occurred some distance from them, its savage aura still made their hearts tremble.
Viktor looked at the male tiger-folk before him and spoke calmly:
"As for technique?"
"I don't believe you can surpass me there either."
Viktor's other hand suddenly swept out, the huge wooden hand following suit to violently throw the female tiger towards her leader.
That orange figure cut through the air like a meteor streaking across the water-covered ground.
Water sprayed everywhere as her powerless body flew towards the tiger leader.
The mighty wind from the wooden hand's sweep crossed everyone's faces.
That near-tearing sensation instantly invaded the faces of all the nobles present.
Clear pain traced down their spines from their faces.
The female tiger also stabilized herself in the air, landing heavily on the ground.
Viktor calmly observed the two tiger-folk.
As if radiating an invincible aura, his voice rang out softly:
"If this is all you're capable of..."
"You still can't make me fight seriously."
"""
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
- Unlock a HUGE stash of advance chapters now!
Dive deeper into the story ahead of everyone else!