Our bored gamer just stood there for a precious second or two before he resumed his walk forward.

A dangling huge creation that took the color of grayish white kept on sleeping even amidst the attention it got at this time.

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A lesser man would have ran and hid in shame but Clark was made out of supreme material.

He was proud of his big, thick, and long third brother and so he cared not for the ridicule of others.

"What are you doing?!"

"Change into something decent first!" Marcus admonished in a loud voice. There was mirth in his eyes at the misfortune of his opponent.

Not that he intended to do this thing in the first place. After all, what he had in mind earlier was something more sinister. Marcus truly wanted to end the life of our very own protagonist.

"There's no need. I'm comfortable as I am. So why shouldn't you be?" Clark smiled and charged at the laughing face of Marcus Ryan.

"WHOOSH!" A blitzing figure blurred from view and in a flash, a merciless punch was already in the vicinity of Marcus.

"DING!" Our avid gamer merely hit air as the agile form of Marcus dodged quite expertly in place.

Not only was the 18 year old boy proficient in attacks but he also had amazing speed talent in him. It was clear that he had come prepared in this guardian training indeed.

One should know that absolute speed was king in this mortal arena. This was also the reason why Marcus was the strongest guardian in this batch of recruits.

"You know how to escape fast. Admirable."

"Not let's continue." Clark said unto Marcus. He then gave everything and did not hold back this time around.

"DING!"

"DING!"

"DING!" A hard rattling sound could be heard on the metal floors as our bored gamer's feet almost put a dent on the surface with how fast he was going.

The combination of Runner's Legs and Extreme Mortal Physique was seen at this time.

"SHIT!" Marcus cursed at this time. He tried to put some distance between him and his enemy but realized that it was a losing game in the end. This newcomer was just too fast and furious!

"Metal Spikes!" In the end, Marcus summoned more of the same power from before but his cast could not even touch the skin of the angry bull that was intent on punching him dead.

And so what happened next was not at all shocking.

"BANG!" A dark shadow covered the eyes of Marcus and the next thing he experienced was a world flipped over and over for him.

Before long, another loud impact was created in the aftermath. Everyone could see the sad figure of Marcus in the distance. His body was folded in half at this time.

There was no doubt that he had taken a multitude of fractured bones from the impact but perhaps the most gruesome part of his injury was his face that was transformed ugly in an instant.

The handsome face was no more since what replaced it quickly was the swollen pig's face with all its front row teeth demolished.

"I see." Clark noted what he had done and understood that there was a third party involved in the match.

One should know that his last punch was more than enough to kill Marcus many times over but it was surprising that he only got his face destroyed in consequence.

It was clear that someone or something acted in defense of the once handsome 18 year old kid.

"Hmm... It must have been the Master Sergeant."

Our bored gamer murmured and remembered the shields that would pop up in the place to defend against any damage whatsoever.

Without any word spoken, Clark walked calmly towards the direction of Master Sergeant Davis.

"Shameless and strong. You would go far in the ranks, Guardian Kian." Davis praised.

"..." Clark did not answer but only stood there and faced the almost 2 thousand people in a nonchalant stance.

In the full minute silence that followed, a group of medics appeared at once and they dragged the broken body of Marcus out of the scene.

It was obvious that they were going to give it their best to treat the fallen young man.

"So are there any more volunteers that would give their warm welcome unto our comrade, Kian Fisher?" Master Sergeant Davis asked once the injured was out of sight.

"..." No takers were seen and heard at this time.

'FUCK YOU, OLD MAN!'

'Marcus was the best among us and he got killed in one punch alone!'

'Do you want us to die that badly?!' The guardians in training could only curse the master sergeant in their minds.

"Very well then. You can go back to the line, Kian." Davis instructed and our good gamer complied quietly.

Since the fight was already over, the grayish white cover on Clark's body receded from view. This was of course his Hardened Tungsten Skin.

A new wave of shock rippled in the hundreds of guardians.

"DAMN! He not only got a monster cock, he also got a pair of big hairy balls as its foundation!"

"I say my prayers to the pussy that that colossal dick would scar for life someday!"

"HAHAHA!" Harsh words and soft giggles were audible in the surrounding. Our bored gamer ignored the musings of these children.

As long as nobody would not throw a deadly dagger towards him, he would dismiss the faults of these young ones. Clark chose the nearest line and stood there patiently.

A girl was at his side and he could smell the fear and disgust in her body. Nevertheless, our avid gamer disregarded this minor slight.

"Since you have become the strongest of this batch Kian, you can choose to not attend our classes anymore."

"What we do here are only 1 vs 1 matches and some team matches in the first half of the day."

"In the afternoon, anyone is free to study and train on their own."

"You should know that a guardian only gains more power at the imminent threat of death or extreme joy."

"The first one is easy to get while the latter is rarely ever achieved." Master Sergeant Davis said with a touch of humor.