Awakened Talent: 10,000 Exp Converter! - Chapter 149

Chapter 149: Smash
Chapter 149: Smash

At this moment, Clark was utterly shaken.

He couldn’t comprehend what had just happened. Everything had unfolded in mere seconds—from Vincent defeating his team to protecting Ruoruo!

“H-How… W-Who…?” Clark stammered, his confusion laced with fear.

“Cat got your tongue?” Vincent asked coldly, a sharp glint in his eyes.

“T-This must be a dream… Haha, that’s right! There’s no way all of this is real! This must be an illusion—there’s no way a mutt like you has that kind of power!”

Clark was still in denial.

At the same time, the innocent S’an had a shocked and baffled expression on his face, the same as Nor, who was silently retreating with the unconscious Nira in his arms.

“How could he be so strong?!” Nor exclaimed in disbelief in his mind.

The person he had been looking down upon since the beginning of the trial was actually a monster in disguise.

His expression darkened. He could say that there was no enmity between him and Clark, so he could still somehow salvage the situation; however, it was a different matter with Vincent.

He had been edging on him since the start of the trial. If he were in Vincent’s position, he would also hate himself for the way he acted.

I have to leave now!

With that thought in mind, he slowly took a step back, retreating. However, just as he took a step, Vincent suddenly glanced in his direction, sending a shiver down his spine and freezing him in place.

But Vincent quickly turned his attention back to the still-delusional Clark Boltor.

The young master of the Boltor Clan was still muttering his denials.

“Haha, you’re just an illusion—there’s no way you can defeat me!”

Vincent scoffed at him and said coldly, “Wake up, toad. This is your reality. I’ll make sure you remember my face whenever you sleep at night…”

In the next second, Vincent appeared in front of Clark, who was still unable to react. Without a word, he delivered a precise punch to his gut—enough to avoid sending him flying but sufficient to bypass the defensive capabilities of his armor.

Bam!

“Ugh!”

A muffled groan escaped Clark’s mouth as he clenched his stomach with bulging eyes, collapsing to his knees.

Vincent’s expression remained dark. He thought about how much he would have regretted letting his doubt overwhelm him and allowing Ruoruo to ruin her future.

For this reason, he felt a rare anger at this moment.

He had always minded his own business, but these kinds of people kept appearing in front of him like cockroaches.

It seemed his way of living was not the correct way. If he remained low-key, he would always attract this kind of unnecessary trouble.

He needed to grow stronger, much faster, and make a name for himself that would strike fear into anyone who heard it.

Still expressionless, he grabbed Clark’s hair and stared directly into his widened eyes, drool gathering at the corners of his mouth.

Vincent could clearly see the pain and fear in Clark’s eyes, but he didn’t care. His gaze remained stoic, as cold as a frozen river.

“Don’t worry, you’re not going to die yet. I’ll make sure you enjoy this ‘dream’ to the bone…”

And with a bam! the ground trembled as Vincent smashed Clark’s face into it.

Bam!

Bam!

Bam!

Vincent repeated the motion.

At the same time, S’an and Nor watched everything in silence, frozen in shock.

Vincent’s actions had a greater effect on Nor, who shivered in fear each time Vincent brutally smashed Clark’s head into the ground.

Bam!

“S-Stop… please… stop…” Clark managed to utter.

Unfortunately, Vincent didn’t listen. He continued smashing Clark’s head into the ground, creating a deep crater.

When the Safe Zone circle began shrinking once again, Vincent asked S’an to carry Ruoruo as he dragged Clark by his hair.

Naturally, the frozen Nor was forced to follow after just a single glance from Vincent.

Vincent’s cold stare was threatening enough. Nor knew that even if he were at his peak, he might not be able to defeat Vincent—or even put up a fight—so he didn’t dare struggle.

Needless to say, he carried Nira in his arms.

Before leaving, Vincent retrieved the ‘Restriction Disc’ item Clark had used to block escape items.

As the battle royale continued, the scene caused an uproar on the battlefield: a human dragging his own kind while beating every tower challenger they encountered.

Eventually, Vincent eliminated or forced the remaining groups to quit.

It was only his group and the unrecognizable Clark left on the battlefield.

Nor and S’an watched Vincent beat and heal Clark repeatedly, developing newfound respect and fear.

Bam!

Eventually, Clark could no longer endure and lost consciousness.

“You can’t even endure this kind of beating. How dare you dream of leading a clan?”

With that, Vincent tossed Clark aside and stared at S’an, who was carrying Ruoruo, and the terrified Nor.

When Vincent’s gaze landed on Nor, he subconsciously gulped and retreated.

Looking down, Nor’s gaze fell on the unconscious Nira in his arms.

Though his expression remained dark, his eyes softened before becoming determined. He lifted his head and looked Vincent directly in the eye.

He said through gritted teeth, “Nira has nothing to do with this, and you know it. I’m willing to accept the consequences of my actions, but spare her.”

Stoic, Vincent responded shortly, “I know. If not for Nira, you’d be no better than that fool.”

Vincent then fell silent, contemplating Nor’s punishment.

He wanted to kill Nor to avoid future worries, but he felt it would be a waste. Surely, there was a way to make him useful.

His attention was then drawn to the unconscious Ruoruo, who began regaining consciousness. Slowly, she opened her eyes.

She looked at the innocently smiling S’an before glancing around her, her vision clearing. Her eyes locked on Vincent, whose expression had softened into a subtle smile.

“You’re awake,” Vincent greeted.

“V-Vincent…” Ruoruo softly muttered as if half-asleep.

Vincent couldn’t help but tease her. “Am I not your young master?”

At his playful comment, Ruoruo’s absent-minded state vanished. Her memory of her earlier slip-up surfaced, causing her eyes to widen briefly before she composed herself.

“W-What young master? You must have misheard,” she stammered.

Vincent smiled wryly but let it go. Her denial didn’t bother him—it was enough to know she wasn’t an enemy.

Meanwhile, Ruoruo’s attention fell on the unconscious Clark before shifting to Nor, who stood silently nearby. Her expression darkened.

“What happened after I lost consciousness?” she asked, still wary of Nor.

Vincent briefly explained the events in simple terms, with S’an eagerly adding his own excited commentary.

Ruoruo’s disbelief was evident.

She turned to Nor as Vincent asked if she had any suggestions for his punishment, given that she had fought him directly.

“I think I have a good solution…” she replied thoughtfully.

“Oh? What is it?” Vincent asked, curious.