I Will Survive Till The End: Blood Extermination Academy-Chapter 106: Battle 3!

Arc 2, Chapter 106—Battle 3!

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Damn, why do they feel butterflies churning in their bellies?

They say Life is a mystery, one riddled with countless holes too big to fill in a moment’s time.

Batista had proven to be stronger, securing his victory and passage to the next Phase.

Many had endless thoughts when recalling the match they just witnessed.

However, they didn’t have much time to think about it deeply since the next group of fighters were already heading for the stage. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

Battle 3—Floriana Micosumi VS Payne Ignier!

Battle 3 ignited flames in the hearts of many as they realized just how close they were to watching the top Battle of the day.

"Com’on, what the hell are you all... eh?"

Ominous silence filled the scene.

Why? Because unlike the other battles when no one’s name was displayed anywhere, a strange floating box now descended... displaying the full names of the incoming combatants.

~BOOM!

A catatonic reaction occurred among the crowd.

Blatant Favoritism!

This was Blatant Favoritism!

Their nostrils flared, their expressions turned predatory, and their faces turned frightening shades of red as many gripped their crossed arms tighter, not believing what they were seeing.

That... That...

"THE DISPLAY BOX!" Someone exclaimed, spewing so much saliva it could quench the thirst of a desert man. "Incredible! They actually allowed the Display box to reveal itself for these Bloodren 10s?"

"Com’on, don’t hold me back! Where is my 10 meter sword? Do these rats deserve it? How is any of this fair?"

"Huh. My naked eyeballs don’t want to believe what I’m seeing. Everyone knows that it is only used to display the top 2 battles within the Bloodren 2s, 1s and Zeros!" So why bring it out for these vermin?"

"That’s right. Where in the Order’s history has it ever descended for anyone below Bloodren 2, talk less of Bloodren 10?"

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Itchy. Itchy.

All eyes turned to the arena, their voices resembling velvet purrs that could send chills down the spines of the ordinary.

Even the strongest military man, assassin and mercenary might wet their pants if standing in the midst of these ferocious beasts whose eyes grew even more venomous with every passing second.

Already, many felt their hearts grew itchy the more they watched the black majestic floating cube descend.

The floating display Cube was something that signified and aligned many with recognizable power.

Levon in the locker space was equally taken aback.

{Battle 3—Floriana Micosumi VS Payne Ignier.}

The names displayed on the cube had purple thunder streaking out into all corners of the box.

’How can it float? What powers caused this box to do this?’ Levon was curious.

It must be some sort of independent shard that does not rely on a host for activation.

But why? Why did the order allow for this floating cube to descend?

The envy and jealousy that cloaked the spectators was far from over.

If they could, they wished to kill and take the places of these Bloodren 10s who basked in so many perks.

It seems that even these Bloodren 10s don’t know how especially they were being treated.

Florianna sleepwalked into the arena, looking as dazzling as ever.

However, no matter how good-looking she was, her sleepy state was quite surprising to many.

She was sleeping so hard there seemed to see a bubble float through one of her nostrils.

Hello? Little girl, don’t you know that you are about to fight in a deadly arena?

As for Payne Ignier, he too was a person who always seemed to be lost in a world of his own.

He came out walking on his hands, with his legs raised high.

His wrists, palms, and fingers were all wrapped with bandages.

It was peculiar that after walking for a bit on his hands, he would do 2 upside down push ups as a form of workout.

Well, this macho man was a true giant for his age.

His muscles were incredibly defined, his physique huge, enormous and perfect.

He looked like a highly trained bodybuilder who could blow someone’s head off in a flash.

Have you ever seen someone’s NOSE vein get so defined?

When he scrunched his nose, they swore they could see rivers and lines of veins pop out.

OH MY Heavenly Father! What sort of workout was this guy into?

Reaching the center stage, Payne pushed his veiny hands against the floor, doing a back flip before landing on one leg like a praying mantis.

Well, in Payne’s mind, training was the most important.

After landing, he turned away from the slumbering Florianna, practicing his every day boxing routines while doing a countdown too.

"1,890...1,990....1,992....1,993..."

It seemed to be the number of punch swings he had done today alone.

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"Another odd pair."

The crowd muttered about their uniqueness, as did the Bloodren 10s seated among the masses.

"So, her name is Floriana Micosumi?"

"This name... It sounds good. What did you say? You say she was the leader of a butterfly gang, a sub-gang of her Yakuza father’s Clan?"

"Hold on, if what others are saying is true, then it’s not surprising she can be a fighter within the top 3 battles."

"And what about this Payne Ignier guy? Eh? You say you don’t know much about him but he follows another Bloodren 10 like a dog on a leash?"

"No way! A fighter in the top 3 battles, still acts like a dog even after joining the Order?"

Many Bloodren 10 among the crowd, shared their take to those around them. Perhaps they felt a sense of pride seeing how many people secretly relied on them for intel.

Those who fought on the first day of the Bloodren competitions, felt especially anxious to let others know their names and their faces.

"Eh? So the one he follows will also be fighting among the top 3 Bloodren 10 battles? How interesting..."

Indeed, it was particularly interesting to see such loyal obedience still intact after joining the Order.

What could have made this Payne Ignier so obedient?