Welcome to the Innocent World - Chapter 142

Chapter 142: Cutiepie vs Blazer

“CUTIEPIEEEEEEEEE!!!!”

Seraphine’s scream pierced through the arena, cutting through the shocked silence like a blade. Her voice quivered with desperation as her wide eyes stayed fixed on me

There I was, suspended mid-air, Blazer’s hand piercing through my chest. Blood dripped from the wound, pooling on the stage beneath us.

Blazer stood still, his hand buried deep in my chest, his face calm and utterly unbothered.

“Not interesting enough,” he muttered, his voice low but carrying enough weight to send a shiver through the silent stadium.

The announcer, his voice trembled.

“Is this… the end of our strong, sexy fighter? Is this the end of Cutiepie?! Blazer has struck her down in a single blow!”

Whispers broke out, hushed and uncertain, as they started saying that it was bound to happen because Blazer is already champion and I am no one.

Blazer pulled his hand back slowly, the motion slow. Blood dripped from his fingers, each drop hitting the ground. My body crumpled to the ground in a lifeless heap, my face pale and unmoving. The audience remained frozen in their seats, breaths held.

Then it happened.

*POP*

A single sound echoed through the silence—a sharp, distinct pop, followed by the sound of a footstep.

Blazer’s calm demeanor faltered ever so slightly. His brows furrowed as his head tilted, his ears catching the sound that seemed to come from behind him. The murmurs in the crowd stopped abruptly, their collective attention shifting.

“What… was that?” the announcer said.

Blazer turned slowly. His dark eyes saw where I stood.

I was perfectly unharmed, my hands casually stuffed into my jacket pockets, chewing bubble gum with an air of nonchalance. My lips curled into a smirk as I blew another bubble, letting it pop loudly.

“Good speed you have,” I said.

For a moment, the crowd was silent. Then, like a dam breaking, a deafening roar of cheers erupted. The arena vibrated with excitement, the audience losing their minds in shock and disbelief.

“She’s alive! CUTIEPIE IS ALIVE!” the announcer shouted.

Blazer’s head snapped back toward the spot where my body had been. The blood, the body—everything—began to dissipate, vanishing into thin air like smoke caught in a breeze. There was no trace left of the gruesome scene, as though it had never existed in the first place.

Seraphine’s hands flew to her mouth, her eyes showing relief. “She’s okay….” she whispered, her voice trembling. “She’s really okay…” Then, with a burst of excitement, she screamed my name louder than anyone else in the arena.

“Ladies and gentlemen, this is unbelievable! Cutiepie has pulled off some kind of magic in front of everyone!!!” Announcer said, still in disbelief.

Blazer bent slightly, his body coiled spring ready to strike. His eyes, sharp and predatory, locked onto mine. Without warning, he vanished again, his immense speed leaving a ripple of wind.

“This time… you’re mine!” he growled.

Unlike before, I saw him coming this time, his fist barreling straight toward my face with deadly precision. Calmly, I shifted my stance, sliding my leg back and dodging his punch with ease.

Blazer landed on the ground with a low thud, his momentum carrying him forward. He stopped and pivoted, wasting no time as he launched another attack. His movements were fast, fluid, and relentless. He closed the distance in an instant, his fist aimed at my chest.

I stepped back just in time, his punch missing me by mere inches. The force of his strike created a sharp wave in the air, the sound slicing through the roaring crowd.

*Whoosh*

He came at me again. And again. Each strike more calculated than the last. I moved effortlessly, dodging each attack with the same casual air as before.

From the sidelines, Seraphine’s gaze followed our every move, her face a mix of surprise and admiration.

Blazer’s attacks grew more intense, the sheer force of his punches making the air around us hum with energy.

Finally, I removed my hands from my pockets, raising one to meet his next attack.

*Boom*

His fist came at me like a hammer, but I blocked it with my own, the impact sending a shockwave through the stage.

Blazer smirked, his eyes lighting up as if I’d finally given him what he wanted.

He struck again. I struck back.

Our fists collided in a flurry of blows, each punch faster and sharper than the last. The sound of our clash echoed through the arena as we exchanged attacks at lightning speed.

The crowd erupted into cheers, their excitement reaching a fever pitch. They could barely follow what was happening on the stage, their eyes cannot see the blindingly fast movements of ours.

The announcer’s voice boomed over the chaos.

“Look at this, folks! Cutiepie is really keeping up with Blazer! What an incredible fight! This is a match for the ages!”

Blazer’s punches came harder and faster, his relentless energy pushing the pace of the battle. But I met him blow for blow.

From above, Seraphine leaned over the railing, her lips parted in awe.

“Unbelievable…” she murmured, her hands gripping the edge as she watched the fight unfold.

Blazer swung with his right fist, and I ducked, spinning low to dodge him. I countered with a kick to his side, which he blocked with his forearm. He retaliated with an upward punch aimed at my jaw, but I leaned back, narrowly avoiding the blow.

“He is good.” I thought in my mind. “His every move has been honed to its peak. He must’ve isolated himself from the whole world for a decade only to come out like a monster.”

Blazer grinned “You’re better than I thought,” he admitted.

“But….” Blazer smirked, his confidence unwavering even as we exchanged blows at lightning speed.

—But then, in a flash, he took advantage of my split-second delay. He ducked under my attack, surging upward with alarming speed. His hand wrapped around my throat, lifting me off the ground with a crushing grip.

I struggled, feeling the weight of his power as my feet dangled in the air.

The announcer’s voice boomed across the arena.

“Blazer has got Cutiepie in his grasp once again!”

“Woahhhh!!!!” The crowd erupted, cheering wildly at the sudden turn of events.

Blazer’s grip tightened as he sneered at me. “Not bad, but this ends now.”

Despite the chokehold, I smirked. My voice, though strained, was steady.

“You’re not bad yourself, tattoo boy. But let’s see how long you can keep up.”

Then, without warning, I raised my leg and swung it up, wrapping it around his neck. His eyes widened in shock as I twisted my body mid-air. Using the momentum, I spun and brought him down hard, his back slamming against the arena floor with a resounding thud.

The crowd roared with excitement as I pinned him down, my thighs locked tightly around his neck. His hands clawed at my legs, his teeth gritted in frustration.

“Unbelievable! Cutiepie has turned the tables again! Look at that move—she’s got him now!”

“Yes!! She got him now!” Seraphine said, her voice full of admiration.

“Shhh…I’ll end this quietly for you.” I said, smirking at him.

Blazer struggled beneath me, his body thrashing against the hold. His face was red, muffled in between of my legs, veins bulging as he fought for air. My white shorts slid down slightly with his struggles, revealing a little more than just waist but I paid no mind.

With a quick twist of my body, I grabbed his arm and rotated myself, shifting my weight. Locking him in place.

*CRACK*

The sound echoed across the arena as I broke his arm with a sharp move.

“Arghhhaaaaa..!!!!!” Blazer let out a scream of pure agony, his body writhing beneath me.

Now he was lying face down, completely pinned, with me on top of him. My body pressed against his back, his broken arm clutched tightly in my grasp.

“Don’t scream Mr.warrior…you did well so far.” I whisperer in his ears and he gasped for breath, his confidence shattered along with his limb.

I leaned down, patting his hair like I was soothing a child.

“Sorry for you but I…am….Invincible…” I said with a sly grin.

The announcer exploded with energy, his voice booming across the stadium.

“Cutiepie! Cutiepie!! She’s done it! What an incredible comeback!”

The crowd went wild, chanting my name and stomping their feet in unison.

Blazer let out another groan, his face twisting in pain and humiliation as he gave me a death stare. And all the while, I stayed pressed against him, a victorious smirk on my face, savoring the moment.

Blazer gritted his teeth, his eyes darkening as anger consumed him. A fierce growl escaped his lips as his crimson eyes locked onto me, burning with pure rage.

“I’ll kill you,” he said.

I tilted my head slightly, watching him struggle beneath me. My lips curved into a sly smirk.

“Na,” I said casually, tightening my grip on his remaining good arm. “You won’t be able to.”

I twisted his arm sharply, using his own weight to flip him over. My movements were smooth and calculated, landing with a fluid motion.

*Crack*

In an instant, I was sitting in front of him, my legs folded beneath me, my body looked like a predator. His head lay on the ground in front of me, both of his arm still trapped in my grasp.

The crowd held their breath, the air tense with anticipation.

“As you won’t have your arms to do so,” I added, my voice steady and cold.