Fwoosh
Smash!!
Harry's body smashed into the wall and slid down to the ground. He coughed violently and stood up. But even with his iron-like body, even the dust didn't rise.
The arena was strong.
Chuckling, Harry looked at the Prince's face and said, "Fast. Indeed, you are fast."
Even with his 20 agility and similarly strong reflexes, he couldn't catch even a glimpse before he was thwarted towards the floor.
But that only made him more energetic.
He hadn't used the [Enhanced Vision] Gift after all.
Hugh squinted as he gazed at Harry's scratchless body and said, his voice as calm as ever, "Your body seems strong. But against me, that is nowhere near enough."
Harry blinked and the next second, he could feel his head slamming on the wall repeatedly.
The audience looked on with wide eyes, the blueflame twins had, especially bulging eyes. But Lilly and Emma were calm and looking around.
They were not even focused on the battle.
Suddenly pivoting on his foot, Harry send a backward leg chop, but could only catch air.
"You are like a fly, don't you know anything other than running?" Harry shook his head to clear the grogginess and looked straight at the man.
And,
Hugh looked back at Harry with a frown, Harry didn't even have a scratch on him, even his clothes were fine.
"Your Body Gift seems to be more than just a body Gift."
Body Gifted was not this good at defense at Stage 1, he seemed unique.
"And your speed seems to come with strength." Harry could feel his strength, even though Hugh wasn't as strong as himself, he was quite strong.
In strength alone, he should be near 20 points.
Of course, Harry's strength was not solely focused on his attribute points.
He had [Jade Transformation]
His skin glinted under the sun and his eyes changed, a slightly purer black settled on them and they focused on Hugh.
Coming for an attack again, the first thing Harry saw was Hugh some meters away from him, then, his afterimage flashed and a hand was heading for his face.
He tried to tilt his head away but he was still too slow, his head smashed back on the wall heavily.
Hugh didn't try to take advantage of the opportunity but instead moved back. His eyes dark.
He still couldn't leave even a single mark.
This way, he might not lose, but he would not win either.
Today, he not only wanted to fight the Null Prince, but he also wanted to see for himself what the Prince's Gift was and its true limits. And at the same time, confirm the Mystery Concubine's words of Harry being the 'Blasphemous Child' of this generation.
But if he couldn't even leave a small scratch, that would be impossible.
And,
Was it an accident that the man's gaze moved to the side and focused on him just before being hit?
He clenched his hands, and said with a calm voice, "You are strong for a beginner."
Harry was at his peak and only fighting with that much strength.
Whereas he was at a higher Stage and his strength was just suppressed. That meant he had more experience.
Harry chuckled and looked at him, then said with an amused tone, "You are fast, but it won't be enough to harm me."
"You underestimate speed too much."
"Do I?"
A hand, this time much faster came towards his face, no, not the face, but the eyes!
But Harry was prepared, he moved his head up a bit, opened his mouth wide, and tried to bite the whole hand out.
His heart trembling, Hugh stopped his hand and moved back.
"Barbarian," he cursed, disgusted and slightly startled.
"Oh? You should look at yourself before saying that!"
Hugh frowned and his eyes quickly skimmed over himself. What?!
His stomach was bleeding slightly.
Harry had used the bite as bait and scratched at him using his hands.
Clenching his guts with a hard breath, Hugh spoke, finally not as calm, but quiet, "You are no inexperienced beginner!"
No, Harry was indeed a newbie fighting gifted.
ραndαsnοvεl.cοm But he just had experience fighting Kickboxers and even though the First Prince was more talented than Bamboo, he was not as experienced.
But that won't allow him to win, surprise attacks were surprise attacks in the end.
To win, he had to use a different tactic. Harry smiled, "I am a beginner, you are just too bad that you can't even see the vastness of the heavens."
"Arrogant!" Hugh's mother, a silent concubine with black flowing hair and grey eyes muttered.
She was also watching the battle and she was waiting for the result. She had some bets in place here!
Moreover, how dare a trash talk trash to her son?
Unforgivable!
Harry looked up at the sky, this place looked like the mix of an indoor volleyball court and a football court, the ceiling was open skies.
"Let me show you something, Monkey Prince."
Hugh calmed down and looked at him in intrigue, he didn't interrupt at all.
Harry moved his face and looked back at the prince, and said, his voice pensive, "I am not as strong as my sister when she was Stage 1, in fact in a sense, I am even inferior to you."
Hugh clenched his teeth, 'I am not inferior to that bitch!'
"But do you know what? I don't have to be as strong as my Sister at Stage 1 to win against you."
Pseudo Stage 1 - DreamWalker
His eyes turned multicolors, and Hugh's face turned slack for a brief second before it returned to clarity, but that time was enough.
A hand, as strong as the stone hammers themselves smashed onto his face.
Crack!
His nose broke first before the hand totally entered his skull and slammed him to the ground.
Bang!
A strong thud resonated in the area before the entire arena, the maids, the princes, and the princesses all turned silent and stunned.
Harry stood there on the ground as the blood gushed out in streams and bathed his hand in crimson.
Chuckling, he took his hands out and moved back some distance.
The blood in his hands slowly floated towards the prince's head and his broken skull mended itself.
The Royal Battlefield was doing its magic, in this mysterious place, no one can be hurt by another person.
The time ticked past and the onlookers looked on with stunned eyes, especially the wise ones who noticed Harry's eyes turning colors just before he attacked.
"What is that gift? It seems similar to the DreamWalker." Someone among the ministers muttered.
"No, it seems a lot weaker, the DreamWalker can stun even the First Prince for a minute at the least."
A shrewd old man among them spoke, silencing the others, "You are missing the main point here, the Null Prince seems to have two gifts. And one is a body gift while the other seems mysterious, I think he really has a chance to win if he uses it correctly."
In the Royal Battlefield, a duel to the death was not won by killing or beating someone's ass down.
Here, there was only one way to win.
Beat the opponent to submission.
Beat him till he loses out to the pain.
The shrewd old man then said, "We don't have to care too much about his Gift, the King and Queen are watching the game from the royal throne room, they should understand what his Gift is."
Had Harry heard what they said, he would have chuckled.
The First Prince healed and slowly stood up. "You really are something else, Null Prince," he said, his voice eerily calm, "But you have gone... too far in your arrogance."
His Golden gaze glinted as he looked at Harry.
And,
Harry opened his mouth to speak, but no voice came out and instead, blood oozed out of his mouth and a small hole in his neck started to shower out his blood too.
Harry looked at Hugh with wide eyes... A small needle, small enough for him to miss.
And fast enough to move from Hugh to him in seconds.
Strong enough to penetrate his neck.
Damn... His eyes blurred and he stumbled onto the ground, seemingly dead.
But Hugh didn't attack, attacking a fallen in the Royal Battlefield was honorless and frowned upon.
He will wait just like Harry and only fight him when he was back in health.
But my trick won't be so easy...
The needle was literally stuck in his throat. He won't be able to get it out easily.
On the audience stage, Lilly, Emma, and Anna had their hearts tremble at Harry's laying posture.
It was unmistakably a scary sight.
But it was luckily inside the Royal Battlefield.
Nevertheless, Lilly's dark gaze focused on Hugh, the first prince and she muttered, her voice only audible to her, "I will kill you."
Had someone heard, they would have frozen on the ground. It was a Great Gifted's words, no one would dare take it lightly.
And seated near her, Anna gulped. Indeed, the young miss was scary.
She had her enhanced senses turned on and was very close, so she heard it clearly.
But at the back of the seats, a concubine's eyes also shined... in multiple beautiful colors.
But no one seemed to have noticed anything and the fun little battle continued, bone, flesh, and blood mended and Harry looked at Hugh.
A needle was stuck inside his throat.
He couldn't even harm himself to take it out since the Royal Battlefield only worked if the enemy attacked you.
'Fuck...'
It hurt like hell.
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