I Will Survive Till The End: Blood Extermination Academy-Chapter 133: Rita’s Move

Arc 2, Chapter 133 — Rita’s Move!

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Battle 8!

Both ladies stepped onto the arena, Lilian having more to prove than Rolo.

She bit her lips, staring down at Rolo.

Apart from not liking Artilla, she didn’t like this Rolo girl who had the ability to eat as much as she wanted, but could also return back into a slim beauty without any repercussions.

In fact, Lilian hated those who seemed better than she.

Again, why does she and Rolo have the same shard strength?

She just wanted to be the strongest Bloodren 10 female, was that too much to ask?

Florianna, Yimu, Rita, Rolo, Artilla... all of them pissed her OFF.

’This is my only chance. I CANNOT LOSE.’

Lilian walked to the center of the stage, enjoying the fame the masses gave her.

Look, they’re coming to watch her, right?

Lilian swore that after today, people will remember her in their sleep.

They wanted to go all out, for the Fame and her desire to be seen as one of the top 3 beauties and girls in Bloodren 10.

It was funny, because she wasn’t even among the top 5.

Artilla is easily the first, followed by Florianna, Yimu, Rita, and Rolo.

In fact, Natalia who fought in Battle 11, is facially stunning compared to her.

But Lilian didn’t care. She just wanted to be the one many will most remember.

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With both girls in position, the Host raised his hand, and the match began.

BAM!

Lilian wasted no time delivering flashy moves that she improved and enhanced during these 2 weeks.

Although impressive, it didn’t have the same flavor and calculative menace that Rolo’s had.

One shouldn’t forget that Lilian’s weapon was a Flat Ping-pong bat with a ball attached to it... while Rolo’s weapon was a Wok—a type of cooking pot.

"Take THIS!" The edges of Lilian’s bat flattened slightly, creating bladder edges that sliced through the air.

"That’s it?" Rolo had already appeared before Lilian, inside the space Lilian created between her weapon and herself. "You use too many steps."

Everyone watched Rolo spin on her heel, slamming the thich surface of the Wok under Lilian’s chin.

~Bang.

Lialin shot like a missile straight into the air before crashing on the same spot.

"YOU—"

She was furious.

The image she worked up in her mind, her glorious fame and goddess image, was all shattered thanks to Rolo.

For 5 additional minutes, Rolo attacked Lilian in all directions, while pinpointing the errors and uselessness in Lilain’s flashy and worthless moves.

That is, who are you trying to impress with all these moves?

It’s like taking a zig-zag, haphazard and testing path that takes you to multiple locations before you reach your final destination.

Why not just just cut down any worthless movements for increased efficiency?

Rolo came in hard at Lilian time and time again.

But just after delivering a blow, she accidentally jumped too far back... finding herself now out of the LINE.

...Ooops~

(Silence)

[Lilian]:......

[Everyone Watching]:.....

Rolo’s eyes widened animatedly when staring at the back of her feet that were out of the line by a few inches.

It’s over, isn’t it?

"CALL!" The Host’s voice bellowed. "Lilian wins!"

Rolo scratched her head and did away with her Shard when the results were announced.

Well, this was embarrassing.

At least she won during their first match 2 weeks ago, so she had nothing to worry about.

’That was surprising,’ Levon muttered inwardly, knowing that if Rolo didn’t mess up, she would no doubt emerge victorious once more, instantly eliminating Lilian from advancing to the next Phase. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

win this match again.

Lilian was too focused on making everyone notice her.

Don’t get him wrong, she could defend and counteract. However, whenever once in a while, she would make Flashy moves that gave Rolo more chances to effectively counter attack.

Lilian rose from the ground, feeling her cheeks and jaws grow hot. To win in this manner was so shameful... That’s what she feels everyone must be thinking.

But... But... A part of her danced in merriment.

In the end, she WON this round, meaning she would get to go to Phase 2, right?

Hmph!

So what if she flopped now?

So long as she’s always in the Progressing group of Bloodren 10s, she didn’t believe her opportunity to shine would come.

A simple but fierce comeback was all she needed.

Limping out the stage, Lilian’s eyes flashed francois. ’Soon, they will all remember me as a QUEEN.’

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Well, Battle 8 ended in a shocking way. But as they say, the show must go on. So on to the NEXT!

The crowd was ready for more.

Battle 7—Rita vs Rayna!

There she was, their very own Rayna.

Levon, Leo, and Artilla slightly leaned forward... as did Yimu, whose attention was focused on Pickler.

Florianna’s eyes were still closed. However, she wasn’t letting out her usual cat-tish snore. It seemed that even in her resting state, she was paying attention to the match that was about to unfold.

Rita vs Rayna—Both women were no doubt strong. However, Pickler won the last battle. But this time, Levon was more inclined to believe in Rayna’s victory.

FIGHT!

With the signal given, the battle between the two was so intense beads of thick sweat now formed on their foreheads.

Pickler darted around her opponent in rapid succession, creating after images that disoriented them.

"What is she doing now?: Someone in the crowd asked.

Over 6 images of Pickler appeared.

But rather than running, all 6 images looked to be walking casually. Which one is the real one?

Many in the crowd were dumbfounded.

Why? Because Reality Superimposition was a skill too difficult to glimpse or master. Do you know how many people in the history of the Order have been able to do what this little girl was doing at such a young stage?

"This Rita... How in the world did she figure it out?"

"No. Even Bloodren 2’s and 1’s pretty much don’t have this talent. I heard only a bunch of people above have mastered this skill."

"So True!.. They say the mysterious little girl, the Department head of Logistics, was once seen creating 300 Superimposing images when up against a powerful Vampire."

You don’t get it! You don’t get it1

Such a skill was something they could only dream of in this lifetime.

Superimposing was actually the first step of learning the mysterious Shadow Clone technique. They say if you create perfect superimposing images, you could step back and seal these shadows into matter with the use of your shard.

Well, there was no true science to the matter.

Forget science.

Does anything here look like it can be explained with the use of science?

CHRIST!

Who wouldn’t want to have the ability to create clones?

Levon listened with intrigue, taking in everything about the technique.

On the arena’s stage, all 6 of Pickler’s images were calmly rotating around Rayna.

The giant pins had shrunk to normal size, now twirling between their fingers.

They said nothing, but Rayna knew that once they made a move, the outcome could be disastrous.

’This is my only chance to move onto Phase 2. I can’t fail... I must not fail...’

Butterflies churned in her stomach as she panicked a little, gripping the chain attached to her anchor a little tighter.

Once fear takes hold of one, it could spread like wildfire within them if not controlled on time.

But just then, Levon’s words echoed in her mind over and over again.

In these past few days, she and the others tried their hardest to get clues on what his intentions could be. But try as they might, they couldn’t grasp the true essence of what he expected.

However, now, Rayna understood. In fact, her interpretation was more or less the same as what Levon expected, but she took a slightly different approach.

’The basic breathing techniques deemed worthless... Could it be used THAT way?’

As Rayna strategized, the crowd—a menacing power hungry group, with years of experience and skills... Looked to the stage, and realized one thing: Satisfaction.

Yes, it was the satisfaction of witnessing such a hard to come by technique—The Phantom Clone Technique.

In the crowd, every muscle splintered with thankfulness and gratitude to have come here for this grand finale.

That bottomless pit in their hearts, now reassured with burning fuel for these young Bloodren 10s.

Some licked their lips, stopping the urge from jumping down and fighting the girl with the Phantom Clone technique.

"No... We have to let her grow... Grow strong enough, so we can FIGHT."

"Rita, was it? She makes my blood hot and my fists swollen. It’s a shame she’s still too weak to fight me. However... The one called Rayna, what will she do now?"

"Oh? What a daring move, to close her eyes mid battle when her opponent has 6 shadow clones surrounding her, each with powerful hard abilities."

Many leaned forward, smirking thoughtfully.

Rayna, Rayna, Rayna...

What will you do now?