Skill Creation in the Fantasy World

Chapter 67: The Giant III

Grashia took large steps and made his way toward Felix who was glancing all around the stage looking for the perfect opportunity.

'There!'

Just when Grashia had raised his arm to launch a punch ahead, Felix quickly reacted and dashed forward using Agility Burst.

He bent his body down and went through under Grashia's arm reaching his back.

Gripping the shortsword tightly, he didn't try anything fancy and just stabbed it deep inside the red mark that had appeared on Grashia's underarm.

As soon as he inserted the sword, he swiftly channeled the baleful energy of corrosion and made it seep inside through his sword.

Grashia's face changed when he again felt the horrible feeling that was going through his body.

He swung his arms in a frenzy wanting to push away the hateful guy that was putting him through this horrible pain.

Felix was already ready for the counterattack and had planned ahead.

Before Grashia could hit him, he had taken out his sword and quickly moved around him to his blind spot.

Grashia's mind was a bit unstable due to the corrosive pain that was coursing through his chest and he failed to notice his opponent going for another strike.

Not wasting the chance, Felix reached behind Grashia holding his sword and this time aimed for his legs.

Using both hands, he gripped his sword facing the blade downwards, and stabbed it at the back of Grashia's right knee.

The shortsword quickly entered deep inside his body and Felis simultaneously used his skill corrosion, letting the baleful energy move all over Grashia's leg.

"AAAGH!!"

It seemed that this time the pain Grashia was feeling was the most terrible of all considering his out-of-shape legs that were slightly inproportional with the rest of his body.

Grashia fell down on his knees, the shortsword still stabbed in his legs but he tried to get up taking large amounts of breath in.

Felix saw that his opponent was still trying to resist and decided to end the battle.

Deftly removing the sword from the giant's body, he brought it backward before strongly stabbing deep into his back and also turning on the skill corrosion.

"KHAAGHH!!"

Grashia screamed loudly his voice reaching the edges of the whole arena and moving toward the other nearby arenas.

The audience had goosebumps crawling on their skins as they heard the horrible scream that they hadn't ever heard in their whole life living in the underworld.

Especially knowing that the scream was coming from the man who was dubbed as the zombie giant by everyone as he was infamous for not feeling any pain at all in any of his battles.

The referee looked at the middle of the stage where a fat giant was kneeling on the ground screaming for his dear life while a guy who was much smaller than him was holding the stabbed sword with a crazy look in his eyes.

Frowning, he decided to intervene and end the match even though he felt it was unbelievable for Garshia to lose.

It seemed that his intervention was unnecessary as the fat giant banged his arms on the stage and cried out.

"I-I g-give up aaghh!! P-Please stop AAGH!!"

Seeing that his opponent had already surrendered, Felix back to his senses and stopped using the skill of corrosion.

Taking his shortsword out from Grashia's back, he gave the man a kick pushing him down onto the floor.

"Well, that's for giving me that pervert smile."

Shaking off the remaining blood from his sword, Felix sheathed it and turned around to look at the referee.

Pausing in his steps, the referee shook his head and raised the red flag before bringing it down.

"The battle ends and the winner is....Phantom!"

.....

At the audience seats.

It was pure silence with confusion in the minds of everyone in the crowd.

Dufus who was not believing what he had just witnessed broke the silence by shouting out loud.

"H-Holy shit! Did you guys see that?? The battle's already finished."

There was unconcealed excitement in his words as he kept jumping around.

Henry turned his eyes away from the stage and looked at Dufus in a stupor before reality finally sank in.

"F-Fuck! That Phantom really defeated the zombie giant Garshia...."

He actually couldn't even believe what he was saying but the truth was before him as his stupid friend was dancing like an idiot for their betting victory.

The other men too came out of their daze and started to shout out loud happily for winning the bet that they didn't have any hopes for.

The whole audience joined them and started to make a commotion as the battle they had watched today was so different unlike any they had ever seen.

The huge commotion sparked the interest of the many people who were moving about the arenas, making them approach and ask about the situation.

Upon getting to know the reason for all the ruckus, the people were flabbergasted and found it hard to believe.

A newcomer fighter defeated the cruel zombie giant?

That was unbelievable for them and they didn't take the words of the audience to their hearts.

The audience people got annoyed and instead of telling more, they just pointed to the stage where the zombie giant Grashia was kneeling down with a small person slowly walking away from there.

After personally seeing the truth, the new people widened their eyes and started to get excited at the arrival of a new arena battle challenger.

That was all they wanted.

To have more amazing fights to watch with more and more strong fighters coming out from every corner.

The gathering of all these mighty fighters would lead to the start of another crazy era of Arena battles that would blow away all the usual boredom and bring back the hype of the previous underworld.

.....

Unaware of the chaotic spark that he had lit up, Felix walked down to the underground path of the stage.

"Haa...haa...this is killing me...."

He took deep breaths leaning his back against the wall and relaxed his body from the over exhaustion of repetitively using the skill Agility Burst, which basically sucked all his stamina to produce the increase in speed.

Felix closed his eyes and gradually recovered his body's stamina after a few minutes.

There were lots of wounds on his body but they were not that critical as his opponent had not used any sharp weapons.

He opened his eyes letting out a deep breath and made an emotionless face.

"Let's go, there's still four battles remaining....."