Rebecca was very proud of her beauty and her strength and she was sure that any man whose system functioned normally would not be able to escape either due to his pride or due to the temptation that she offered to them and as she had expected, even the masked man stopped in his steps and his fiery gaze turned towards her once again.
Zavier in fact wasn't able to bear the smug expression on her face that was as insufferable as her unfounded arrogance. He wanted to ingrain fear into the heart of this arrogant bitch. He wanted her to remember that there were people in this world that she couldn't afford to offend no matter how high a pedestal she managed to step on to.
After hearing her thoughts Zavier decided to fulfil that promise he had made to her. He was going to fuck her like the prideful bitch that she was.
Zavier rushed towards her with a bloody aura surrounding his body which was enough to intimidate even her. Rebecca hadn't expected to feel this much threat from an insignificant participant like this who was about to run away after a single look at her.
Therefore, she put forth all her strength to defend against the attack. Once she had deployed her diamond skin, the frustration vanished from her face like it had never even existed. She was so sure that her diamond skin would be enough to deal with the masked man's offensive that she didn't even bother to look at the incoming attack. She was hoping that the masked man would figure out the difference in strength after the attack failed to leave a scratch on her. This way it would be quite easy for her to retrieve his card. She had used this method on various enemies and had always found it to be quite helpful.
People found it easier to hand over their cards once they had no way out of the fight.
Zavier used the blood to cover his hands like a punching glove made out of blood. As soon as it struck the diamond skin, there was a low thumping sound as if mud had fallen on top of solid ground.
Rebecca found the result of the confrontation to be within her expectations. The attack strength of the masked man had proved to be quite a bit more than she had anticipated but it was still not enough to break through her tough exterior.
She smirked as she turned her head and looked at Zavier.
Zavier found that this girl had a talent for infuriating others with her smug look and the smirk that was as hateful as the worst evil.
Zavier felt that he needed more penetration strength if he wanted to break through her skin. The blunt boxing glove wasn't going to cut it.
Therefore, he used his blood to form a gigantic blade that was quite slim looking. The only reason that the blade looked to be lacking in width was because it had been condensed to the extreme so that the power stored in the blade was enough to cut through space itself let alone diamond.
Rebecca who had been feeling superior due to her talent so far showed contempt towards another futile attempt that the masked man was about to initiate.
"Just changing the shape of your skill isn't enough to contend with me. You need to do better if you really want to challenge me. You should know which school I belong to so don't embarrass yourself further. Leave your badge and I won't stop you from going your own way. If I have to take it for myself, I will make sure that you won't be able to participate any longer."
Zavier didn't bother to listen to her idiocy and rushed in her direction to attack with the newly formed blade.
As soon as the blade connected with her skin, Zavier found that the defenses were too strong to be broken through without activating the berserk status of the Blood Blade skill.
Zavier used his perception skills and found that he was very close to breaking through her defense. He just needed to give his blade a slight nudge and it would rip through her body and cleave it in half.
Both Rebecca and Zavier felt how close Rebecca had come to death if not for her defenses having the slightest advantage.
Zavier needed to increase the cutting strength of the blade and its penetration power. For that reason he knew the perfect tool that could be used in such a scenario; the chainsaw.
Zavier replicated the principal of the chainsaw and used his blood to form tiny teeth on the blade that rotated around the seam of the blade and increased the penetration power of the blade by rotating at a very high speed.
The mana in the vicinity cooperated with his skill and produced vibrations around the sword by applying pressure on the nearby wind. Both the factors increased the penetration offered by the blade and even cut through all her defenses.
Had Rebecca not pushed her body out of the way at the very last second, the cleaving of her body would have really taken place. Fear gripped her heart as she looked at her arm that was currently bleeding from the cut where the blade had broken her defenses.
The facial expression that expressed the horror and shock that she was feeling was put on display for Zavier to enjoy with snacks.
For the first time since the start of the competition, someone had been able to break her defense which was utterly unacceptable for her. This was something that she had never imagined before.
Rebecca had always considered herself to be the greatest genius among her peers and felt that someone who was even at the same level as her would not be found even if they looked with lamps in both hand and a torch in the mouth. She wanted to believe that she was the pinnacle of talent and genius among her generation as she belonged to Caesar high school that was the best of them all.
Although Rebecca was flustered, she didn't give Zavier a lot of time to enjoy her predicament. She immediately started gathering mana as she bared her teeth towards the masked man in animosity.
Frustrated with the result of the clash, she decided to unleash her unique skill that she had never used against any opponent before since no one had been able to force her to do so. But the fact that she was using it now made her feel humiliated somehow. It meant that she had met someone who was almost the same calibre as her.
Zavier didn't move and let her unleash whatever move she was planning to use. It had been obvious to him that she was going for a trump card and Zavier wanted to know what that trump card was. Moreover he wanted to break whatever trump card it was so as to plunge her into the deepest abyss of depression and powerlessness. He wanted her to feel how weak she was in front of the truly powerful.
As Zavier managed to prepare his defenses by using some blood to form a blood mist cocoon around him, Rebecca's whole body started to glow and the radiance of it was enough to put the stars to shame.
The radiance on her body started to converge before settling on to her fist that was as radiant as the sun.
Just when Zavier thought that this was a kind of physical augmentation to her diamond skin, she shot out a laser from her fist in his direction that was fast enough to put a fist sized whole through his body had it not been for the defense that he had already prepared in anticipation of the strength of her trump card.
The beam of light put holes into several trees and laid devastation to the rocks that it passed through before reaching Zavier who was by then prepared.
The blood mist solidified into a wall that managed to somehow withstand the impact of the laser with the constant augmentation from Zavier.
If the laser had lasted a moment longer, Zavier might have not been able to hold up his defenses but thankfully it seemed as if Rebecca couldn't casually use such a move as well.
In reality, she was using the refractive index of the diamond to concentrate light on her body before using her fist as the medium to release the absorbed light in the form of high intensity beam capable of penetrating several feet of reinforced steel.
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