Magus Supremacy - Chapter 293

Chapter 293: Tremble!
Chapter 293

“I…I…I would never give up!” Vince roared, his voice raw with fierce determination as the swirling dust began to settle around him.

Metal crept up his arm like a living armor, gleaming cold and unyielding, encasing it from shoulder to fingertips. His armored hand shot out, locking tightly around the student’s earth-covered foot with a grip like iron.

“You!” the third-year student snarled, trying desperately to press down with his foot, but Vince’s grasp only squeezed harder.

Veins bulging in his neck, teeth clenched so tightly they threatened to snap, Vince yanked the leg sharply. The student’s balance faltered, and with a heavy thud, he crashed hard onto the dusty ground.

Suddenly, a massive fist formed entirely of gleaming metal materialized midair above Vince’s head.

In a flash, it came crashing down like a hammer, smashing into the earth golem with a deafening bang that sent tremors through the arena.

“I will kill you!” the student bellowed, his earth armor fracturing violently, shards splintering from the impact. Yet, the fight was far from over.

From the cracked ground, dozens of razor-sharp earth spears erupted like lethal arrows, launching themselves toward Vince with terrifying speed.

Leaping backward with agile precision, a sleek metal sword materialized in Vince’s hand. He surged forward, charging headlong into the barrage.

“Whatever it takes,” Vince muttered fiercely, propelling off the ground with explosive force. His sword sliced clean through one spear, while his metal-clad hand stretched out to absorb the brutal impact of another.

Without hesitation, a gleaming spear of metal shot forth from his arm, piercing and shattering a second earth projectile.

“I will prove I’m no weakling! I will never give up!” Vince cried, swinging his sword in a wide arc that cleaved another spear in two before he landed heavily, chest heaving.

“F*ck you!” The student’s enraged shout cut through the air as he swung his earth-armored fist forward at blinding speed.

Clang!

The sharp ring of steel meeting earth echoed as Vince raised his armored hand, taking the full force of the blow.

Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, but he barely faltered, pushed back only slightly.

“Weak,” Vince sneered, a cruel smirk twisting his lips.

“How dare you!” the student shouted, swinging his other earth-covered hand in a furious counterattack.

Bang!

The arena trembled with the thunderous impact of knuckles colliding—metal crashing against earth. A shockwave rippled outward, hurling Vince backward with brutal force.

Vince’s boot slammed into the ground, and in response, a massive earth boulder surged upward, hurtling straight at him. Reacting with lightning speed, Vince crossed his metal-clad arms into an X, bracing for the impact.

Smash!

The boulder struck with bone-jarring force, lifting Vince off his feet and sending him tumbling onto the hard earth. Silence fell over the crowd, breaths collectively held.

Far behind the fray, Selene stood guard over their team’s crystal, shadows curling protectively around it as her gaze never left the fight. Nearby, their water mage teammate lay sprawled, unconscious on the dusty floor.

‘Can’t believe that fool got knocked out with one hit,’ Selene thought bitterly, watching Vince’s brutal exchange.

‘I would join the fight, but I’m useless without Lyra. Our shadow and wind magic always complement each other perfectly. But damn, how are these second years even holding their own against third years?!’

Hidden within the swirling mist, Vorden and Vanica tracked the battle closely, carefully maneuvering their crystal to avoid the shockwaves from the violent clashes.

“Vince is badly injured, and so is Raze,” Vanica murmured, concern tightening her voice as she observed the boulder slam into Vince and the hailstorm of lightning arrows piercing Raze’s defenses.

“Well, thought you had something that could help?” Vorden snapped, frustration lacing his tone.

‘Damn it, these idiots need to hurry up. I can’t maintain this mist forever,’ he thought, tension coiling in his chest.

“Right, I almost forgot,” Vanica muttered, her hands beginning to glow with a soft, ethereal white light.

“Healing creation magic; healing butterflies!” she called out, summoning four luminous butterflies that darted out of the mist like radiant sparks, heading swiftly toward the two injured boys.

Vince was struggling to rise, coughing up a mouthful of blood. His hands clutched his side where pain radiated sharply, blood dripping from a wound on his head.

‘Damn! My rib is broken. My mana is draining fast. And I still can’t find a way to defeat this guy. I wish Vanica was here to heal me fully…’ Vince’s thoughts faltered as two glowing butterflies landed gently—one on his forehead, the other on his cheek.

‘Vanica?’ Vince’s lips curled into a grateful smile as his visible injuries began to mend. His broken rib was patched up just enough to ease movement before the butterflies dissipated like flickering embers.

‘There’s so much these creations can do. I need to—’ His thought was cut short.

“You have a healer? Big deal. I’ll just have to injure you again!” The third-year student shouted, appearing suddenly before Vince. Without hesitation, he lashed out, shooting his foot forward like a piston.

But Vince was faster. In a flash, he grabbed the attacking foot, metal encasing his hands morphing into razor-sharp blades that sliced through the earth armor covering the student’s foot.

Seizing the moment, Vince rose, driving an uppercut into the student’s earth-armored jaw. The impact sent the student skidding backward, one foot now exposed while the other remained ensnared in hardened earth.

At that moment, Raze was slammed forward, landing beside the exposed foot. His hand accidentally brushed the earth-encased limb, copying the student’s earth magic even as Vanica’s butterflies swiftly healed his wounds.

“I warned you,” Vince said, slowly rising to his full height. The student in front of him quickly repaired his shattered foot, standing upright with a glare sharp as flint.

“I’m not Dave, not a weakling, not useless, and certainly not a disgrace!” Vince growled.

“Huh?” The student raised a brow, summoning fifty crude earth swords around him, their jagged tips pointed like a deadly bouquet at Vince. “But you are.”

“That does it!” Vince cried, slamming his two hands together, knuckles pointed forward. The metal encasing swirled and merged, joining both arms into a single colossal cannon-like limb.

At the knuckles, a wide opening yawned like the barrel of a weapon, gleaming ominously as Vince fixed his glare on his opponent.

“Am I supposed to be scared of that?” the student taunted, the earth swords trembling with volatile power, poised to launch.

“No. You’re supposed to tremble… just like those swords of yours!” Vince snapped, then—

Bang!