Chapter 17

Chapter 17 – Tyrannical Heavy

“Damn, I’m talking about his attitude problem!”

Some of the watchers had come for fun while others had already jumped on the bandwagon and started ridiculing .

When the random weapon selection finished, the entire crowd was blown away . The spectators that numbered over three hundred felt like they’d been cheated .

“This simply makes it hard to watch . He actually managed to get no weapons!”

“Even God can’t bear to keep watching . He’s in way over his head . I feel like Brother King’s ass will explode . ”

“I can already imagine the scene where Brother King gets pummeled and crushed . ”

When the results of random weapon selection was revealed, Juan wrinkled his brows, puzzled . Weapons were akin to a lifeline . They represented the path of combat one strove toward . In the Oleg clan’s mindset, there were only two kinds of people who were omnipotent in all weaponry; either a god or a dead man .

It was also possible that the opponent had some sort of trump card . Juan also never chose a weapon . Before a member of the Oleg clan ignites their Heroic Soul, none were allowed to use any weapon; this was a form of combat training as only with strong self-confidence can he cast the strongest Heroic Soul .

Yet, no one would dare to underestimate the combat strength of the Oleg clan as the clan was most notable for their strong and resilient bodies . Even the nimblest of assassins would face a horrible death if they tried to engage the Oleg clan in close combat .

Both sides entered the arena . It seemed that neither side could take advantage of the terrain as the chosen arena was just a flat plain .

Some people, who were exceptionally obsessive, had a moment where they felt pumped; instead of choosing an arena map with varying terrain like a forest, where one could flank if a frontal assault failed, this guy chose to fight head on . This was tantamount to suicide!

The combatants on both sides prepared to battle .

Juan stared at his opponent’s eyes, seeing a lack of fear within . Instead, he received an eager stare filled with confidence and anticipation .

Anticipation?

Juan crossed his hands at his chest, performing the northern warrior salute . He was showing respect to his opponent .

Whispers could be heard throughout the crowd; was he worth it? Although it was etiquette, usually this salute was reserved for the worthiest of opponents .

As an absolute bookworm who loved to read up on the customs and traditions of various cities, Wang Zhong understood the meaning behind the salute .

Wang Zhong crossed his hands and returned the salute with a slight twist; his thumbs were pointed toward one another, signaling his desire for an all-out, honorable fight .

Upon seeing the salute, Juan was shocked; a fearsome glint emanated from his eyes . This was interesting . Although he felt Wang Zhong wasn’t strong, he appreciated that fearlessness . After that salute, proper respect had to be given .

Dong……

Right when the fight began, Juan rushed forward . Although it was stereotypical for a person of such stature to use brute force, this rush emitted a crushing pressure; very different from a mindless brute .

Facing this charge, Wang Zhong stood his ground . An attack was only lethal if it struck its target .

Wang Zhong dodged Juan’s explosive punch . Although a heavy soldier had powerful explosive strength, their agility was lacking in comparison to other classes .

As he dodged the oncoming punch, Wang Zhong countered with a blow at a person’s weak spot—the liver . The physical defense of the liver was lower .

Upon impact, Wang Zhong felt an incredible resistance on his fist . Immediately, another fist was thrown at his head . If this attack hit, then his neck would definitely snap .

He immediately pulled back, exploding backwards .

Instead of chasing after him, Juan stopped . He stared suspiciously at Wang Zhong and thought that this opponent of his was… too weak!

With a soul power of around 50, his attack would barely count as an itch . Even if he didn’t try to defend, he could effortlessly block hundreds of those attacks .

Did I make a mistake?

Whoosh whoosh .

Two depressions appeared on Wang Zhong’s head and body . Although he’d dodged the two attacks, the pressure from each fist was sufficient enough to cause bodily harm .

The crowd went into an uproar . Although the Oleg clan was known for their first class heavy techniques, this guy was so ferocious and overbearing!

Defence was the core of a heavy soldier . If they could exert control over their attacks as well, then they’d become the most reliable fighter in the arena .

Juan solemnly said, “If this is your standard, then you do not deserve my respect . ” Northerners tended to be direct, especially those from Stoleg . They couldn’t tolerate show-offs .

Wang Zhong chuckled slightly and stretched his body . Such an abnormal defense was akin to fighting a beast . This would be interesting .

Whoosh .

Wang Zhong moved forward with a frontal assault . Juan wrinkled his brow . Is this guy digging his own grave?

Against his assault, Juan didn’t take any action . No matter how fast or agile the opponent was, an opportunity would present itself when the attack reached him . Countering before that would give the opponent a window to attack .

The goal of striking first was to force the opponent take action . Ordinarily, one would subconsciously try to defend when faced with an assault . Only a skilled warrior who received training would be able to patiently wait for an opportune moment .

Everyone in the crowd felt a sense of helplessness . The opponents were in entirely different realms . Right now, Juan was undoubtedly one of the most influential people . This fight meant little to him .

Wang Zhong, as the challenger, did not have the option of retreating, and thus could only initiate the fight . Upon seeing Wang Zhong move, Juan exploded with a roar, sending a fist forward . With his level of defence, he could completely ignore Wang Zhong’s attacks and end his life .

Wang Zhong’s attack was actually a feint used to draw out Juan’s attack . Twisting his body sideways, he prepared to unleash another strike at his weak spot . Facing an opponent with a strong body and high soul power, the only way to hurt him was to strike at a weak point like the liver, or the back of his head .

At this moment, Wang Zhong felt impending danger .

Roar~ Bang!

A wild collision!

Whoosh .

Wang Zhong flew back like a crushed ragdoll .

Everyone stared in horror . Damn, was this a heavy? There was basically no room given to survive! It was unexpected that Juan would also use a feint tactic like Wang Zhong did earlier . While his opponent was still reacting, Juan suddenly charged forward with a sudden burst of power and collided with Wang Zhong .

The strength of the collision was estimated to be around 150 Grassos of power .

There was no doubt that all the bones in All-mouthy King had been shattered from that move .

Juan stood still, pondering over the fight . Had it been a minute yet?

Just when everyone felt the fight was over, Wang Zhong crawled up . He was a bit shocked . The Oleg clan’s battle abilities truly aren’t just empty boasts .

Unscathed?

Discussions about what had just happened began to circulate the crowd . No one could have survived such a violent collision, but from the looks of it, All-mouthy King looked just fine and was undamaged .

Juan also noticed this . When the collision occurred, it seemed fatal, but Wang Zhong managed to use an opposing force mitigate the damage . The reaction speed and skill required to escape such a situation was remarkable . This was akin to the combat sense of a first-rate assassin .

Juan realised that he couldn’t be complacent any longer . It was fortunate that his opponent wasn’t using any weapon . If he faced an assassin of such caliber, along with that agility and fearlessness, then the entire close combat fight would’ve become his worst nightmare .