After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 190

Chapter 190: Sparring
At this time, the handsome long-haired man and the muscular blonde were facing off in the field, competitive spirit exchanged between them.

Their shirts had long been taken off and they were exchanging weird-but-charismatic moves that seemed very deadly.

Gill seemed to have more focus on kicking attacks, while Brandon was focused more on his fists and punches. It was quite interesting to watch, though they were often distracted by how their muscles flexed and hardened in each hit.

It made them forget their upbringing.

In any case, they tried to focus on the match itself.

Veronica watched Brandon closely, burning all his small movements in her eyes.

He always had his arms bent up with his hands clenched. His elbows were also stuck out in a defensive stance, ready to attack and defend at the same time.

Gill also had his hands up, but his hands were loose, and much of his attacks were from his lower body.

Brandon moved forward and jabbed skilfully, while Gill let out continuous kicks to push him off. Gill immediately countered with a quick spinning kick and Brandon ducked and countered with a fast jab, immediately followed by a hook.

Gill immediately backed away, his tall nose barely avoiding the attack. He then unleashed a rapid succession of kicks, one of which managed to hit Brandon’s side.

Brandon pushed through and pressed forward, however, closing the distance between them. He delivered a series of body shots, aiming at an opening from the other’s kicking stance, and Gill had no choice but to abandon his flurry of attacks in favor of defending.

This led to a momentary standstill and respite, where the two just faced off a couple of meters apart, staring each other down.

Gill and Brandon were obviously using different techniques, but each one wasn’t any less intimidating.

Of course, they weren’t limited in stance, and they were obviously adopting the other’s ‘style’, but they had obvious preferences.

They were also going so fast that they had to squint their eyes to see properly.

Not to mention, neither of the men was using weapons, but the girls were under the impression their attacks would be no less deadly.

It was all so very handsome that the two women forgot they were ladies and openly cheered for their ‘men’.

Of course, compared to the modern fangirls of Terran, they were still quite tame—at most, they only uttered out the men’s names louder than they usually did. It was just that people had the comparison point of how they were some days prior.

“Gill!!” Cassandra uttered, clapping her hands prettily. The pink-haired Veronica was no less dreamy.

“Brandon~!”

On the other side, the soldiers looked at the two fighting men with laughing grins. “I thought this place was like the ancient period where women were demure. I was wrong.”

“Oh they were pretty demure, it’s just that our Gill and our Brandon had too much charm.”

“HAHAHAHHA!”

Gill and Brandon ignored the banters and the women cheering for them. This was especially true for Gill who, unlike Brandon—who looked more clueless than indifferent—actually had a slightly dark expression on his face.

Gill raised his feet to hit the other’s stomach, using his arms to balance his weight. Immediately, Brandon bent sideways to avoid it, his arms gesturing to hit his face.

Gill twisted his body to avoid the jab and he shifted his center of gravity to give Brandon a high kick. Brandon then shifted to jiu-jitsu and grabbed his feet, trying to grapple him, but Gill was extremely flexible and managed to escape a potential hold.

He took advantage of the opponent’s imbalance to kick his ankle, pushing him down with the palm of his hands.

This made the cheering on the side a little louder.

“Gill, wins!” Luis, the referee, energetically announced with raised arms. This was followed by cheers and hoots, a good part of which from aborigine women.

A certain purple-haired woman, in particular, had her heart beating so loudly.

Although Gill did not look in their direction, her purple eyes were full of him.

Her Gill was really amazing, she thought, she must get him!

“You’re amazing Gill!” The beautiful purple-haired woman clapped her hands vigorously, very unlike the lady they first met.

A few days ago, she was all demure and lady-like. Look at her now.

What he didn’t know was that she had ‘bribed’ Mao and Luis with food a while back, asking them what Gill wanted. They honestly just told her that because he valued honesty (i.e. with him being so tactless and brutally honest at times), then he must like women who expressed their feelings well.

Regardless of whether he knew, Gill pursed his lips as his peripheral vision was inexplicably filled with purple.

Gill didn’t have much of a good impression about relationships. He himself had been broken up with, though for the understandable reason that he was never present.

Not everyone was as good and as understanding as sister-in-law Althea.

Still, his eyes couldn’t help but stop in the purple-head’s direction from time to time. His dark eyes met her colorful ones, expressing so much blunt admiration for him that it was uncomfortable.

After a pause, he looked away, decidedly not minding her anymore.

“Tsk. So noisy.” He said, before walking away.

From aside, the soldiers watched the drama with interest, looking back and forth the aloof Gill and the beautiful and cute Cassandra.

Luis chewed on whatever fruit he had in space, making a commentary with gusto. “Hey, Gill looks like that bad boy male lead in those dramas my sister likes to watch.”

“Ah! Yeah, my favori—I mean, my mother’s favorite was ‘I Made a Deal with the School Bad Boy’.” Mao said, nodding.

Luis looked at him and nodded. “Oh, I know that! The one with my goddess Juni!”

“Yes! She was so pretty—I mean, my mother is a fan.”

The brunette Johnny looked at them and nodded. He was also a fan. Gian, who was beside him, cackled, knowing his friend’s hobbies.

There was one mission where Johnny almost died, and he made him swear to bury him with his collection of his goddess Juni. Said it was a good sign, since their names sounded so alike. Whatever that meant.

Anyway, the soldiers continued with their fun, a bit oblivious that the town’s lord—the female lead’s cousin—had arrived and was listening to their commentary with a complicated expression.