Saiyan stowaways on the Ark

The powerful impact pierced through the body, as if it were about to tear apart the armor on the back as well.

The power of this punch seemed to be unlike ordinary striking techniques, which only last for a moment, but would continue to explode endlessly.

With his feet firmly gripping the ground, he began to move backward. Even though Tomat's fist was no longer in contact with his body, his body was still resisting the previous thrust, like sparks generated when a train comes to an abrupt stop. This was evident as the Blood Knight moved backward with his feet flat on the ground.

"Drink it all!!!!"

The Blood Knight let out an even more magnificent roar—then he leaned back sharply, spreading his arms wide with all his might.

It looked like he pushed something away.

In that instant, people seemed to see a blurry mass of air being split in two and bounced off to either side.

"The aftershocks have spread out; prepare to intercept them."

At that moment, the figures in Rhodes Island uniforms in the audience suddenly began to move. They leaped into the air and blocked the blurry cloud of energy that had been torn apart by the Blood Knight and was about to fly out of the arena. They then used both hands to block it and then used all their strength to throw it upwards.

"The impact that was blocked and torn in two... still had such great power."

While the operators responsible for the interception were expressing their feelings, the battle inside the arena continued.

"call----"

The blood condensed and formed into a sharp blade in his hand, while the battle axe that had fallen to the side was also carried back to the Blood Knight's hand by the crimson mist.

He relaxed his shoulders, panting heavily to regain his composure, while staring intently at Tomat, who was repeatedly clenching and unclenching his fists instead of continuing his pursuit, with mixed emotions.

On the Blood Knight's arms, the parts that were originally used for defense and attack now bear a clearly visible fist mark.

The condition of the flesh and blood inside could no longer be judged by mere bruising.

This is the price paid for the attack.

"You're very good. Although you didn't completely swallow it, you still managed to catch my attack."

It wasn't a satire of the power imbalance, nor was it a condescending attempt to praise or endorse; Tomat simply stated the facts he held in a calm tone.

"You truly deserve the title of champion or hero."

An attack is not only one that is launched with all one's might.

Power used solely for warning purposes, or to resolve minor issues, no matter how great, will never be considered as the use of power in combat.

For Tomat, it was simply a difference in attitude.

Those who disdain to fight are easily eliminated; no matter how much strength one possesses, it's merely "sweeping away trash."

Maintaining a fighting attitude and earnestly throwing even a weak punch can also be called "fighting".

While this might discourage the Doctor, so far, aside from Saiyans, no operator has yet appeared who could make him "fight" with the latter attitude and successfully withstand attacks.

This blood knight, whom Tomat didn't know very well, left a decent impression on him in terms of both attitude and strength in combat.

He wasn't so foolish as to fail to perceive the difference in strength and continue to rely on luck, nor did he choose to give up immediately upon recognizing the disparity in power.

On the contrary, he seemed to fight with the mindset that he would be defeated.

"Let me tell you something, powerful knight."

The Blood Knight exhaled a long breath, then stood up straight, as if he had regained his original determination and bravery.

"I don't hate fighting."

Accompanied by the Blood Knight's steady voice, a crimson vortex spread out from him as the center—and countless blood blades appeared within it.

"My blood returns to my body, to repay all filth."

Going all out, he ultimately chose the same path as the Candle Knight, leaving no way out.

"What I hate is 'failure,' the kind of 'failure' that leaves the loser with nothing."

The man who chooses the path of battle, everything he gains, in turn becomes a burden that binds him.

Glory, status, benefits, and fame can only be obtained through battle, which also means that losing a battle will result in the loss of everything.

Fortunately, he was prepared for this day to come.

He proved that fighting under the constraints of others is not a successful path, yet he had no regrets about the moments of peace he won for others through his fighting.

Now he should enjoy his peace and quiet.

A stronger knight has appeared, and the infected now have a more reliable force to provide them with protection.

Let this "trial and error sufferer" have a good rest.

Tomat once again assumed a stance, remaining silent and gazing intently at his opponent, or rather, maintaining the most basic respect for his adversary, listening to his confession while awaiting his attack.

The blood-red blade fell, the heavy fist was thrown, and countless blood-red crystals shattered, then turned into trembling raindrops, as if a torrential rain of blood was falling in the arena.

In the heavy rain, the most conspicuous red figure, accompanied by the rising steam of blood, fell heavily at the end of the arena.

[Main Text] Terra Battle for Supremacy: Chapter Thirty-One: Fairness

"Hey, is this real? The Blood Knight has fallen?"

"Stop talking nonsense! The real comeback is yet to come!"

"Exactly! In those intense matches before, even the Blood Knight got knocked down!"

"He's about to gather countless Blood-Coagulating Blades to regain his strength and return to the battlefield!"

"The one who stands last will surely be the Blood Knight! Everyone, raise your voices and cheer for Lord Blood Knight!!!"

The experience of being a contestant on stage is completely different from what the audience sees from below.

In their eyes, the clash between the Blood Knight and Tomat was merely a test of strength between two evenly matched opponents, and the real battle would begin after this grand display of force was explained.

Thirty seconds passed, and all the remaining magical artifacts on the scene gradually dissipated. The audience was still hoping that after the blood mist disappeared, the figure of the Blood Knight holding a battle axe would reappear in everyone's sight.

A minute passed, and the cheers of the Blood Knight supporters began to waver. Some people urged the Blood Knight to stand up quickly, and even the commentator was a little stunned, unsure whether to continue waiting or make a decision that would inevitably be opposed by the audience.

A minute and a half later, someone belatedly realized that the Blood Knight was truly unable to get up again.

This is the longest silence in the history of the Special Major.

Although the game was still in progress according to the rules, the person who was standing did not pursue, while the person who fell remained lying on the spot for a full minute and a half under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

People finally realized something else besides the "Blood Knight's defeat" at this moment.

The two men, who were evenly matched in their eyes and should have been engaged in a fierce and exhilarating battle, were worlds apart insurmountable.

"That knight's reputation... or rather, his fame is really high. Even though he's been down for so long, people still firmly believe that he can stand up and fight back."

Amiya, who came to watch the battle with the Doctor, looked at the Blood Knight being announced as defeated amidst the commotion and said with a lot of emotion.

"Blood Knight Dikeopolis is undoubtedly a strongman."

The doctor commented as follows.

Amiya was somewhat surprised by this assessment: "He's an infected person, so sensing his aura isn't accurate. Doctor, how did you determine that he's very strong?"

The doctor pointed in a direction and said, "It not only blocked Tomat's attack, but look at the field, right next to Mr. Tomat's feet—there's a gap cut in the floor."

Rhodes Island spared no expense in using materials when building the venue.

If someone is too afraid of technology leaks or other problems and cuts corners or uses inferior materials, it wouldn't be surprising if the entire venue were instantly destroyed due to the intense competition.

Of course, even with their best efforts, Rhodes Island's engineering staff didn't seem to have much confidence that they could withstand the fighting intensity of Thomas and his group.

The audience surrounding the Doctor was almost entirely composed of Rhodes Island members, so she didn't deliberately avoid any awkwardness during her conversation. While she commented on this expected outcome, the other audience members seemed still reeling from their inability to accept it.

Some people were still in a daze, completely disbelieving what they were seeing and hearing. They sat there blankly, holding the Red Lamp Knights' support flags. Some of them were wailing exaggeratedly, as if their faith had collapsed and they were eager to seek emotional catharsis. Others were cursing and swearing. They also did not believe that this hastily ended battle was the way it should have been, and even thought that the match was a fake match with exaggerated acting.

"The audience's emotions were already in complete chaos before the venue was thrown into complete disarray, but this also determined the first battle of the second round."

As the doctor said, the halftime break of the second game was more chaotic than the end of the first game.

If the Candle Knight's defeat in the first battle was due to his elimination as a potential champion, people were more impressed by the extraordinary strength of the Lightbringer Knight who appeared out of nowhere.

But Blood Knight's defeat was different. He was a contender for the championship in this competition, and being defeated by overwhelming force in the first round was obviously beyond everyone's expectations.

Moreover, both Maria and "Rookie Knight" disappeared after the war. When Maria inquired about information from her family members, no one answered. As an independent knight, the latter could not find anyone to ask for information.

So whether it's the audience, the reporters, or the spokespeople for the various forces behind the scenes, they all wander around aimlessly like ants on a hot pan because they can't get any more information.

Both are clearly noteworthy figures worthy of being discussed extensively, but due to the inability to find them in person, people can only speculate or fabricate gossip. For those who were already feeling frustrated after the two matches, this must have been incredibly distressing.

Fortunately, in the next game, they regained their rhythm quite well in the Special Championship.

The audience, still reeling from the impact of the first two matches and struggling to recover from the Major, witnessed a sufficiently high level of Knights brawl.

Test White Poplar, the main force of the Helmet Knights and the "left-handed" knight, faces off against Markowitz, a knight of the Rhodes Island Knights and "CEO of the Rhodes Island Pharmaceutical Company's Kazimierz branch".

An ancient family of knights versus the first company to have its CEO serve as a knight and participate in the Major!

Tradition vs. Innovation!

The sharp marksmanship and the simple swordsmanship sparked a dazzling display on the field.

This match didn't feature many fancy spells; it was all about intense clashes of martial arts and strength.

The two sides fought for nearly half an hour before a winner was decided, and Markowitz was the one who stood to the end.

In this battle that finally allowed viewers to keep up, it was clear to the audience that the left-handed knight initially had the upper hand, using continuous thrusts to force Markowitz almost out of bounds.

However, since no substantial damage had been inflicted, the left-handed knight's offensive gradually showed signs of fatigue, and Markowitz seized this opportunity to launch a fierce counterattack.

This dramatic comeback was very much to the audience's liking, and many people commented, "Markowitz initially acted like a coward in his first match, but it turns out he was just playing dumb to outsmart everyone—we should consider creating a fan club for him too."

Thus, the left-handed knight was eliminated in the round of 16 once again, while Markowitz advanced smoothly.

Markowitz raised his longsword high, never imagining that he would one day turn his childhood fantasy into reality.

But it lacks a sense of reality.

In less than a month of training, he had defeated someone else's decades of accumulated experience.

Is this unfair?

He did have that thought when he saw the left-handed knight's unwilling gaze.

But he couldn't explain exactly where things were unfair.

[Main Text] Terra Battle: Chapter Thirty-Two: The Heart of Peace