I Will Survive Till The End: Blood Extermination Academy-Chapter 131: A Sweet Start

Arc 2, Chapter 131 — A Sweet Start.

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The atmosphere was thrilling.

Many couldn’t help sighing, feeling that time was going faster than they would like.

Sure enough, time flies faster when you’re having fun.

The battles they’ve seen so far were so tantalizing that they were almost drooling like idiots. And now, yet another promising battle was slowly unveiling itself before their very eyes.

Battle 11!—Natalia vs Gorgendoyle!

The crowd smiled menacingly.

"There she is, the Fair Peacock Girl... and over there is the super cute Gorgendoyle with his bunny backpack."

"This’ll be something."

"That’s right, we’ll be watching the match between the dainties."

Many in the ground chuckled, watching with intense scrutiny.

Skin fair as snow, body beautiful but ghostly and excessively thin... That was Natalia. Even the way she stands, is like a soft budding flower that is still struggling to bloom.

She looked like the wind could probably knock her out and send her flying like dandelions.

As for Gorgendoyle, well... he was just so cute!

Honestly, he looked like a little school boy who needs to hold a parent’s hand when crossing the street. He looked like he was the same age as the 7-year old Department Head.

But as they say... Heh.

Appearance can be deceiving.

His strength alone proved why no one should look down on him because of his appearance.

What a deceptive cutie.

Looking at the long earlobes of his bunny backpack, there were even more splatters of blood than before.

Levon’s eyes narrowed deeply.

"What do you think?" He wasn’t asking his teammates in particular.

Seated around him, were those to fight in the top 10.

After Natalia’s match, break will commence between the bottom 5 of the top 10 head to the back room to prepare.

"That backpack..." Artilla frowned.

These days, they’ve been no stranger to the ruthlessness used when dragging those who lost out."

No matter who pleaded, their stuff gets burnt to a crisp, with not even the ashes spared.

Everything vanishes in a twinkle of an eye.

But here Gorgendoyle was, wearing a cute bunny backpack and having a fairly cleaner appearance than the other Older Bloodren 10s.

It’s odd, isn’t it?

Rita casually twirled several toothpicks in toothpicks across her fingers. "If I had to take a guess, I’d say a year ago, he should have been a fighter among the top 20... perhaps even too 10."

"It’s possible," Hendrix closely closed his book, letting a soft sound escape from the pages. "Regardless of how he lost, he was still among the top, thus garnering some respect and perks from the Order even after he was sent to old Bloodren House."

It must be so.

Levon and many others nodded.

The backpack should be an item the organization allowed him to bring in after putting him through the entrance examination.

After his loss, although many perks will be stripped from him, he should at least be given a bar of soap, a towel and his backpack, no?

Looking at the other old top ranked Bloodrens, they seemed cleaner and didn’t smell awful compared to the rest.

Nevertheless, they still slept on straw beds and suffered heavily in terms of their overall living standards.

This got Levon wondering just what sort of perk they were given.

Could it be that they were allowed basic essentials like toothbrushes, a single bar of soap, and a towel?

This was truly perplexing.

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The more Levon scrutinized, the more perplexed he was at how thoughtful the Order was.

He massaged their chins deeply as the host gave the signal. And then–

BOOM!

Gorgendoyle was the first to strike.

With a cute expression, he extended the long nails on bunny paw gloves.

"Sorry beautiful sister, but our previous match ended in a DRAW... But this time, there can only be one winner!"

"I couldn’t agree more!" Unleashing her Shard, Natalia agreed with his threats.

She agreed with Gorgendoyle. However, who said the winner was going to be Him?

BOOM!

The battle was on.

Everyone watched the battle with an unfathomable gaze.

Underneath the glow of the arena’s light, the shards of both fighters gleamed.

The clash between them was turbulent, gaining murmurs of excitement from the crowd.

Everyone could see that in the space of 2 weeks, their techniques have improved slightly. Not by a lot, but it is hard to overlook certain changes.

"Here I come, Beautiful Sister!"

Gorgendoyle appeared midair above Natalia. The sharp nails from his Bunny Paw gloves extended to scratch her face.

As expected by the masses, Natalia was able to evade the attack with her slithering belt shard that moved like a serpent.

But what was this?

Natalia’s pupils enlarged, twirling in the air and allowing her peacock Haori to wrap the attack.

"This..."

The scene widened the mouths of many.

"I didn’t expect it... I didn’t expect Gorgendoyle would still have a terrifying ace up his sleeves."

"Too good! I wonder if he developed this back then, or within these 2 weeks."

"Well, that Natalia is also fast, evading the attack. Pity... she has torn her Haori, while Gorgendoyle’s clothing is still intact."

Their blood boiled, wishing they could go down and exchange fists with the two.

The attack from Gorgendoyle still remained in their minds.

For his surprise attack, he detached a single claws from his glove and projected it towards Natalia at close proximity.

In response, Natalia twirled and allowed her Haori to catch the projectile.

She was FURIOUS.

Her anger was surging, in contrast to the smile that kept spreading on her lips. Then without warning, she surfed forward in a blur.

However, Gorgendoyle was not an easy opponent, regardless of her fury.

Both closed the distance, striking their hardest. And each time they clashed, ripples of shockwaves would flow through the air.

"What do you think? Will she make a comeback?"

"It’s hard to say... However, time was running out."

The audience were engrossed in conversation, analyzing the state of the duo.

Levon narrowed his gaze.

’Both sides had similar injuries, a few cuts there, and a few cuts here on their wrists and other visible parts.’

’But where Gorgendoyle would win, was in the fact that his clothes and his bunny backpack was not out of place.’

’However, Natalia’s elegant Peacock Haori was ripped.’

Levon trailed off, already knowing who the winner was.

Sure enough, 40 seconds later, the Host announced the winner.

"CALL!"

"Battle 11... Gorgendoyle WINS."

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(Silence)

A collective wave of silence cloaked the arena, as many tried to treasure the battle in their hearts.

WONDERFUL!

WONDERFUL!

With the match over, many leaned back into their seats in interest.

They must say that the match between the two was more thrilling than the last time.

Their improvements were evident.

On the arena floor, Natalia released a deep sigh... perhaps because of the split Haori.

It was so pretty too.

She looked at it as though looking at an old lover. Fortunately she had several spare in her Locker.

She, Natalia, had lost today. However, that didn’t mean she won’t be advancing to Phase 2.

2 weeks ago, she and Gorgendoyle tied at the end of the match.

Lookin at Natalia’s silhouette ahead, Gorgendoyle also headed towards the exiting tunnel, chuckling with a cruel light in his eyes.

’Silly little thing. You are too new to compare with me!’

Gorgendoyle sneered.

It’s true that they had the same Shard levels and grades. But he was older and wiser. So how dare a new blood thinks of defeating him?

Forget about their first match. THAT DOESN’T COUNT!

He would never agree to the fact that a newbie had the abilities to TIE with him in battle.

’If I had completely mastered my Claw Release technique, where would you have the ability to think we are equals?’

Soon, the arena’s floor was empty.

BREAK TIME.

Everyone knew it. However, just like the first time, no one moved a muscle.

Floriana closed her eyes after briefly seeing the end.

The arena was pumping with conversation, making the time fly faster.

Then, the shadows of 2 very familiar people slowly took form below the arena.

Battle 10—-Shugo vs Redclar!

Levon sat up, more attentive than ever.

Despite Shugo tricking Redclar into losing the last time, Levon knew today’s match would be difficult for Shugo.

The audience also thought the same.

As usual, Shugo munched on some hard candy, crunching and grinding it up as though he was a factory machine.

Man, what are his teeth made of? If you tell them he can grind wood, they would probably believe it too.

"Well, this guy is always eating."

"That is... The first time I saw him 2 weeks ago, he was eating. Even mid-fight, he stole a chip and munched on it."

"Pfft... What kind of addiction is that?"

"Hey, look over there.... This Redclar... why did he seem different?"

The crowd murmured their thoughts as both combatants exited the tunnel.

However, one thing was certain—The one called Redclar, had come in here with a MISSION!