'Why? Why? Why Why Why Why Why?'
'Why are there only twenty children? They wouldn't die in five days. They were martial artists. Even if they have gotten weak, they wouldn't die. So, why? Why?'
Garven's heartbeat was soaring. He started feeling nervous. Simply because he just started his training and he was quite weak. That's why he suggested the group not send any food outside.
He didn't care if they starve to death for five days. He just wanted to survive. But right now, he felt like survival was going to be even harder.
"Since everyone is here, let's close the door!"
Garven was hoping that the others would enter soon but the words from that man poured cold water on him. When the door closed, it was serious that only twenty of them survive.
"Now, there are only twenty packages who are left from outside so we will basically have twenty matches. The outside packages are allowed to choose anyone they want for the battle."
"After the battle, if they win, they will replace the position of the package they defeat."
"Now, return to your sides."
When he said that, everyone who was closer to the middle moved to the sides. Those from outside moved near the door while those from inside moved closer to the walls.
"Now, start the challenge!"
When he said that, a young man from the door walked forward. This man didn't look like someone who hasn't eaten for five days. He was quite healthy and even more dangerous. He wore a grey t-shirt.
His eyes moved around, looking for his target. And, when his eyes landed on a certain person, a cruel smile appeared on his lips.
"You!"
He raised his hand and pointed his finger at a person next to Garven. When he saw that, Garven's heart was pumping faster. He was extremely nervous but the boy next to him didn't look that nervous.
He walked to the middle and clenched his fist. He folded the sleeve of his white shirt as he got into a fighting position.
"Fight!"
As soon as he John spoke, the boy with the grey t-shirt rushed toward the boy with a white shirt. He clenched his fist and internal energy gathered in his hand. The small sparks of flame emerged from his fist as he thrust it forward.
Bam! Whoosh!
The boy with the white shirt also didn't back down. He infused his hand with internal energy and a layer of liquid coated his fist. When their fist collided, the white steam burst out and covered the surrounding.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Two figures dashed out of the steam without any major injuries. The boy with the grey t-shirt clicked his tongue.
'Damn it! This bastard has a water attribute. Water surpasses fire. If I want to win against him, I need to use the Blood Harmony Technique to its fullest power.'
The boy didn't hesitate to dash into the white steam. The boy with the white shirt also didn't look nervous. With his water attribute, he had confidence in himself so he entered the steam as well.
Because of the steam, it was hard to watch the battle. But, after a moment, a scream came out of the steam and blew it.
"Ahhhhhh!"
When the steam was blown away, Garven and others saw a boy with a grey t-shirt holding the wrist of a boy with a white shirt. At this moment, the boy with a white shirt raised his foot and kicked his opponent's head.
But, the boy with the grey t-shirt didn't even faze. He tightened his head with internal energy and swing his head. The impact threw that boy's leg to the ground and give him a chance to attack.
He didn't hesitate to pull the boy with the white shirt closer and smash his head with his own.
'Endurance! This is definitely due to endurance. And, it's not just one point. It must be either three or even four points of endurance. This boy didn't get lucky to catch his opponent's wrist. He forcefully did it.'
'Blood Harmony Technique'
Garven's eyes widened when he saw that. At this moment, he gritted his teeth.
'The last pages of this technique revealed an evil art that allows one to absorb the blood of other creatures to increase their own internal energy. By constantly absorbing blood, one could enter the Blood Madness state.'
'That means those thirty people. They didn't die of hunger. They must have been devoured by these twenty people. The weak don't have reason to exist here. Damn it! If only I had thought about that.'
'If I had supported Azur's decision, they wouldn't go as far as to use the blood of other human beings. They weren't evil. They were forced to be evil. Damn it! It's all my fault.'
Suddenly, his eyes turned cold.
'If it is my mistake then I will fix it. No matter what, I won't let my mistake kill me. If I have to get stronger in a fly, I will do so. Even if I have to become evil.'
Garven had completely memorized that Blood Harmony Technique. It's just that he didn't use it because he didn't get a chance. He didn't use the Blood Harmony Technique because every technique has one kind of cultivation manual.
And, this cultivation manual forces him to absorb the blood of others in order to grow stronger. That's why he didn't use it as his main foundation even if it had four attributes.
But, right now Garven was fixated on surviving. This was his goal after all. So, he knew he had to do anything or everything to survive.
Garven turned his attention to the battle as if it was slowly reaching its climax.
The boy with the white shirt managed to escape from his opponent's grip and started attacking.
A barrage of punches and kicks at the different parts of the body. His body started to move like a snake as he managed to land a soft but strong hit on his opponent.
On the other hand, the boy wearing a grey t-shirt was forced on defense. He was solely using his endurance to face off against his opponent. That only got him to block a few non-deadly blows.
As he started to weaken, his eyes started to turn red.
'No, not here, I can't lose here. I have come too far to lose. I have killed too many to die right now. I have to do it. I have to let madness control me.'
[Secret Blood Art- Blood Berserk]
The next moment, his body turned red. His eyes also turned red and so as his hair.
"Wh-what?" The boy wearing a white shirt retreated in fear. He sensed an intense killing intent directed at him. His forehead started to sweat as he couldn't focus on his flawless and smooth moves.
"Grrrr-Rarww!"
The boy wearing a grey t-shirt let out a roar like a beast and rushed toward his opponent. His opponent didn't even get a chance to prepare as he was soaked with sweat and fear.
He raised his arm and his internal energy turned red. The flames burst out but unlike normal yellow flames, it was scarlet.
Boom!
He thrust his fist forward and the internal energy gushed out of his fist like a stream of fire, burning his opponent on its way. But, it didn't end there. He was still in a state of madness.
He grabbed his opponent's hand and started pulling. When the others saw that, their eyes almost popped out. He was slowly pulling it until he managed to rip his opponent's hand.
The blood spilled on his face as he licked it with a hint of joy. He put both of his hands on the boy and his body started absorbing his opponent's blood.
"W-w-why aren't they stopping him? The match has already ended, hasn't it?" One of the boys from inside trembled in fear as he asked.
Others didn't speak. They were too afraid to die.
In front of their eyes, the boy with the white shirt turned into a bloodless corpse. Only then John made his move. He appeared behind the boy with a grey t-shirt and knocked his neck.
He turned his eyes at the boys from inside and a cruel expression appeared on his face.
"You are allowed to do anything to your opponent. We don't need the losers who can't even watch the blood."
Saying so, he disappeared and reappeared on the stage.
"Start the second battle!" He said.
Hearing his words, another boy walked out. He was wearing a red t-shirt. He turned his head around and raised his finger.
His finger pointed at the boy with the sword. A cruel smile appeared on his face as he laughed.
"Hehehe! I would like to taste your blood."
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