Ascension of the Dark Seraph - Chapter 61

Chapter 61: Second Round (2) Chapter 61: Second Round (2) ‘What is he aiming now…?’ Professor Fury observed Lucivar climbing the arena attentively.

He knew Lucivar was a cunning piece of shit, that could use dirty tricks to save himself.

Despite Lucivar’s seemingly oblivious, he was aware of his surroundings.

It was highlighted even more when Blane and his group failed to kill Lucivar.

Somehow, he was able to sniff the danger and take care of it.

Because of that, Professor Fury takes Lucivar seriously as he didn’t seem to be normal in any way.

He really wanted to take matters into his own hands-but it was difficult considering his position, the other professors couldn’t know about this.

Glancing over at Bakar, Professor Fury contemplated.

For some reason, there were more freaks in the new batch of academy hunters.

One of them is Bakar-his martial art is top-notch and his strength is incredible.

Professor Fury was unclear about what Lucivar was planning to do by challenging Bakar-but it was certain that he was doing this for a reason as he had been passive in the last couple of days, doing nothing out of the ordinary.

‘He did meet with Thalia.

Both of them could report me but they have no proof’ ‘I could simply deny it and they would be the one who gets into trouble’ ‘So what is he doing now?’ ‘Damn it, I can’t read him.

How can I not read a mere kid?’ Rows of thoughts crossed Professor Fury’s mind, his mind was in overclock mode.

On one side he has confidence in himself but on the other, he fears losing to a mere kid.

Lucivar’s smirk back in the inauguration had been troubling him lately.

Back to the arena.

“Have you also grown stronger?

I reached the four-star already” “Of course, you’re not the only one getting stronger.

But I do think you’re quite fast” Lucivar and Bakar stood across each other, sharing intense eye contact.

Just then, Professor Fury announced the match.

“A battle for the third place, Lucivar Asarafall against Bakar Voss” In response to this, both went into their battle stances.

“Ready…” Following the countdown, they both firmed their feet onto the floor.

“Fight!” As soon as Professor Fury signaled the start, Bakar’s muscles bulged as he dashed forward.

He clenched his fist hard and swung it at Lucivar in full force.

Compared to the last time they battled, Lucivar didn’t opt to dodge the punch-but parry it instead.

Bakar’s punch made a resounding sound as it crashed against the floor, cracking a tile before Lucivar made a right hook directly to his jaw.

But when his fist collided, Bakar didn’t recoil, the punch barely tilted his face.

Seeing this, Lucivar twisted his torso and made a vicious uppercut with his other fist.

It landed perfectly, and it contained one strand of Loki’s power, lifting Bakar off the ground.

Many of the onlookers gasped at such a sight.

Having enough strength to lift someone as big as Bakar off the ground was not a small feat.

One needs to have incredible strength to pull that off.

Lucivar, however, was surprised when his leg was yanked forward.

As it turns out, Bakar was able to grab his leg before the uppercut landed.

Bakar smirked, the passion of battle burning in his eyes as he lifted Lucivar by his ankle as if he weighed a feather intending to slam him back down to the floor.

Knowing that it would be hazardous for him, Lucivar quickly channeled his ether.

He pointed a finger at Bakar’s face and blasted him with Radiant Burst, powered by a strand.

Bam!

It was strong enough to force Bakar to stumble back and free his leg.

Lucivar landed on the floor with an evident frown.

‘He’s very strong, I can’t compare to him in strength.

I even used two strands already’ Even so, Lucivar knew that Bakar was holding back his punches.

Bakar has no intention of actually hurting him and that’s not what Lucivar wanted.

Deciding that he needed to force Bakar to be serious and violent, Lucivar dashed, he was the one who went on the offensive, and closed the gap between them.

He did it with confidence, his steps were deliberate and precise.

Many of Bakar’s previous opponents were fearful of close-quarter combat.

One hit from Bakar would knock their teeth definitely.

But learning from Mirel, he knew that someone aggressive like Bakar was weak at defense.

In fact, that is why Bakar lost to the others and was practically the weakest.

Not that he was weak, but the Troll bloodline inside of him made it hard for him to hold back.

Of course, when he learned more offensive innate abilities upon reaching the Acolyte rank, the aggressive fighting style-would benefit him.

But for now, his fighting style was simply, too hard for his body to keep up.

He couldn’t tank that much damage without the physicality of an actual Troll Hybrid.

Seeing that Lucivar was getting close, Bakar tried punching him.

However, he was soon surprised when emerald chains wrapped around his arm.

It caught him off guard and his swinging motion was stopped because of that.

‘Aim for the liver…’ Lucivar’s eyes flashed as he struck Bakar’s liver with a solid punch.

A punch that forced a painful groan out of Bakar’s mouth.

It was fueled by one strand of Loki’s power, and surprisingly, Bakar fell to one knee.

“He dropped Bakar!” “How is he fighting like that?

It’s like he’s a completely different person!” Onlookers exclaimed when they saw this.

Considering that Lucivar was mainly bullied during every spar, this was a surprising sight.

Even Mirel was punching the air when he saw this.

“You saw that?

You saw that right?

I taught him that!” He cheered in excitement.

Leandra didn’t comment but Nerissa clapped her tiny hands lightly.

“That’s great, Mirel…

You’re a great teacher” She praised.

Similarly, Professor Fury watched this with a dark gaze.

Not only was Lucivar sly but now that he was a four-star Neophyte rank, he got stronger.

No, not stronger, but now he decided to not hide his abilities.

Channeling ether onto his fist, Lucivar infused two strands of Loki’s power into a kick.

His kick landed squarely on the kneeling Bakar and sent him hurling to the edge.

Bakar recovered and spat blood before turning back at Lucivar.

“Is this going to be my win?

Do you concede?” Lucivar asked, daunting a taunting smile.

Upon hearing this, Bakar stood up with a battle maniac smile, “Alright…” Immediately after he said that, his already bulging muscles swelled even further and his eyes gleamed with a bronze light.

Lucivar felt a wave of danger breezed over him, and he sweated a little when he saw Bakar locking in.

‘Here he comes…’ He pondered as he raised his arms.

Keeping his focus, Bakar stomped the ground in front of him.

Expecting him to charge, Lucivar was startled when the ground suddenly shook.

It knocked him off balance and only at that moment did Bakar sprinted.

A couple of steps is all it took for him to reach Lucivar, and when he did, Lucivar quickly raised both arms to block a punch but was surprised by a fluke as Bakar kicked his legs instead, “Axe Kick!” Powered by his ether, the kick knocked Lucivar’s legs off of the floor.

Lucivar screamed as it felt like his bones almost broke.

He tried to keep his eyes open but the pain was too much, the kick was a savage one.

Before he could react he coughed a mouthful of blood when his stomach was kneed, tossing him upwards like a ragdoll, ‘I only have two strands left-and I don’t know if Sabrina was able to refill it again.

I knew I wanted Bakar to not pull his punches but I didn’t expect this…’ Once Lucivar was able to open his eyes, he saw Bakar was already above him.

Just like before, he was using one of his innate abilities, Axe Kick.

But this time, Lucivar curled his emerald wing and used it as a shield from the attack.

Upon impact, he was planted back to the ground.

Blood forced its way from his mouth.

Sensing that Bakar was coming from above with the finishing blow, Lucivar raised his hand.

“I concede!!” Lucivar shouted.

Upon hearing this, Bakar dissuaded from going through with the finishing blow-and landed on the ground-with Lucivar lying between his legs.

He then reached his hand down, “Good fight, Lucivar.

Let’s do this again sometimes” Lucivar leaned his head back in relief before he accepted Bakar’s hand.

He stood up, one of his feet tiptoeing due to the kick earlier.

Glancing over to Bakar, he frowned, ‘He also reached the four-star, I’m still the weakest…’ Realizing that Bakar was still stronger, Lucivar could only smile wryly.

Seems like the others were not playing around either, all are steadily getting stronger.

“Winner, Bakar Voss!” Upon the announcement, Bakar came down and was instantly booed by Mirel.

On the other hand, Sabrina quickly climbed the arena and supported Lucivar down.

As Professor Fury watched this, a smirk crossed his face.

‘Did he try to look strong but failed…?

He tried to intimidate the hunters’ He thought.

Before announcing the next battle-he turned to the side at one of his assistants on the side and gave him a nod.

In response-the assistant returned the nod before he walked away, his eyes fixed on a person.

“Do you need my ether again?” Sabrina asked.

Lucivar nodded, he used five strands from fighting Bakar, which is more than he wanted.

Holding her hand, Lucivar absorbed her ether.

Sabrina was visibly becoming paler and breathing heavily from having his ether sucked.

Keeping track of her countenance, Lucivar stopped when he was at the sixth strand.

One more strand and his reserve would be full but he didn’t think Sabrina could take it.

In a moment, her vitality would’ve been the one absorbed instead of her ether.

Upon doing that, he turned to Leandra who was keeping her eyes on him.

He gave her a signaling nod before he focused back on Sabrina.

“Take me to one of the assistants, I’ll ask permission to rest in the infirmary” “Alright…

hang on” Sabrina brought him to the nearest assistant called Namira.

She has a cold aura around her and her skin seems to be glowing, almost translucent.

Being an assistant, she was watching the sparring going.

“Excuse me, I was badly wounded.

Can I get permission to rest in the infirmary?” “I saw.

Go ahead, go to the infirmary near the entrance” “Okay, thank you” Lucivar excused himself and headed to the designated infirmary.

He had an infirmary in mind but perhaps the others were full because of the sparring.

So he decided to take on Namira’s suggestion.

A couple of paces behind him was Leandra, she also had somewhere to go.

Just as she was about to ask Namira for permission, she stopped dead in her tracks, noticing something off.

Namira seemed odd-as if she were communicating with someone, using only her eyes.

Following her gaze, Leandra spotted another assistant standing nearby.

All of them gave a nod and reached for their tazer guns.

Upon seeing this, Leandra’s eyes widened as she realized something.

‘It’s the assistants…

Lucivar wouldn’t be able to handle the assistants!’ She exclaimed inside.

Not wasting a single second, she slipped away before Namira could see her.