《Soul Summoner in Isekai (LitRPG & System)》45. "Berserk" and performance
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"Je Je Je!"
As soon as the goblin appeared, he impatiently carried his lance and charged toward Pete.
"Kiki!"
The four acid shots arrived afterward and shot at Pete who was dumbfounded.
"Shit!"
Pete, who had come to his senses, lunged to the side, but he was still hit by acid at his calf, and his flesh was instantly corroded and bled.
"Damn it!"
Pete didn't forget that there was another goblin.
He got up with the pain and saw a black shadow coming toward him.
Dang!
The short sword in Pete's hand barely blocked the lance smashed by the goblin, but in the next instant, he was kicked away by the goblin.
Poof!
After landing on the ground, Pete rolled right next to Anno.
But the panicked Pete didn't notice Anno behind him at all.
All his attention was on the goblin Anno summoned.
"Turning your back on the enemy is a very stupid thing! What do you think?"
The whisper in his ear made Pete's pupils crinkle, and the next instant he received a kick on his buttocks, and his whole body slumped on the bout platform in an extremely messy position.
Anno didn't give Pete a chance to catch his breath.
At his command, the summoned goblin kicked Pete, who had not yet gotten up, to Anno's side again.
At one time, the only sound left in the field beside the goblins' treacherous laughter and the 'chirping' sound of slimes cheering and cheering was Pete's wailing.
At this time, unless they were blind, everyone knew that Pete was no match for Anno.
"Is this the summoner?"
The people on the stage couldn't help but shiver as they looked at Pete who was being kicked around by Anno and the goblins.
The strength shown by Anno himself alone was among the top group of level 5 professionals.
Not to mention the goblin that is worthy of a level 5 professional's life-fighting!
The battle on the stage was a complete crushing on one hand!
Pete's body was flying around in the air, coughing blood out of his mouth non-stop.
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But still, with great perseverance, he opened his mouth and shouted, "I admit ...... wuwuwu ......"
The moment his lips were covered by the crouching goblin, Pete, who was ready to admit defeat, stood up in a sweat and immediately struggled on the ground.
He thought the goblin was ready to kill him.
"Don't move, it's not going to kill you!"
Anno kicked Pete's legs which were stomping around and waited for the latter to calm down before pointing to the other direction of the stage and saying, "Don't be in a hurry to admit defeat. I'll give you a chance to beat them, and I'll count this fight as a win for you."
Pete looked in the direction Anno pointed and saw Shore and Bande, whose chests were red with blood.
The two of them were seriously injured by Pete just now, and they were just now recovering.
At this moment, seeing the shaken two, Pete did not understand what Anno want to do.
Even if Pete was seriously injured by Anno, it was not something that two level 0 trainee warriors could handle.
What's more, the injuries of these two people are equally serious
Shore spat out several mouthfuls of blood alone.
"How about it, you lost this fight, you must not be able to explain after back. The two of them were seriously injured by you anyway, so it's not bullying you!"
Anno's words made Pete fall into thought.
This time when he came to the bout, he was indeed given the order that he had to win.
"Pete, Rhodes is our man now, you go and teach the God-forsaken a lesson. Make it a good fight, so everyone will know that he can't mess with the Bloodstained mercenary. If you lose the respect of Bloodstained, you don't need to go back!"
Pete couldn't help but gulp as he remembered what captain Sharp had said to himself.
"Everyone heard you, that's what you said!"
After saying that, he got up and picked up the knife on the ground, and faced the Shore and Bande directly.
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"This ...... madman!"
The onlookers couldn't help but frown when they saw that Anno could win but didn't fight, instead letting the seriously injured Shore continue to fight.
The warrior instructor was already distressed to see Shore's miserable appearance, and when he heard Anno's request, his anger immediately rose.
"God-forsaken ..... ...Anno, Shore can't continue to fight ......"
"Hahaha ...... Just what I want!"
While the warrior instructor tried to get Shore off the stage, Shore laughed out loud on the bout stage and walked toward Pete with an excited face.
Anno also duly took a few steps back with the goblin and stood aside to watch the battle.
"Bande, you watch from the sidelines, let me do it myself!"
Shore wiped the blood from his mouth and stared at Pete. His eyes gradually glow red.
"Berserk!"
Shore shouted in his heart, the aura of his body increased several times in vain.
If he was in his prime, even if Shore's aura had increased, Pete would not have put it in his eyes.
However, when he was seriously injured, he only felt that Shore was like a fierce tiger.
Shore has opened his natural skills and has a greatly enhanced body.
His eyes were only on Pete at the moment.
Shore's hand short knife keeps slashing at Pete, and the speed is getting faster and faster, how to look dislike a seriously injured person.
In Pete's opinion, Shore is now ten times stronger than the uninjured Shore!
In the course of the fight, he was gradually unable to keep up with Shore's rhythm!
In a short time, he was beaten by Shore spitting blood, and fell unconscious.
Before passing out, Pete's mind had only one thought.
"It's all monsters!"
As if Shore hadn't had enough, he shifted his gaze to the Anno.
However, although the sanity value dropped a bit, Shore still recognized Anno and exited the [Berserk] state himself.
"Not bad for a talent skill!"
Anno couldn't stop nodding at the side.
Although the point of lowering intelligence was bad, the strengthening effect was just too strong.
You know, Shore was level 0.
When the fight just started, he and Bande were both completely abused by Pete.
The strength Shore showed even took the warrior mentor by surprise, but it also reinforced the warrior mentor's idea of taking Shore as his disciple.
"What a wonderful fight. Mark, you can announce the result of the fight now!"
Scott, the Viscount butler sitting in the audience, immediately stood up and clapped his hands and applauded when Pete fainted, a smile covering his old face.
Mark's gaze hovered between Scott and Anno for a moment and let out an 'oh' in his heart.
He then took a jump and landed on the competition stage.
"This bout, Anno wins!"
Of course, without Mark's announcement, the crowd knew the result.
All three of them, Rhodes, were unconscious and had no power to fight again.
Only, such an ending was completely unexpected by everyone.
"Lord Anno, is there time now? Lord Viscount wants to see you!"
Anno retrieved his summons, and had just received the two gold coins from Mark as a bet - one was his own - when he heard Scott's invitation.
"With pleasure!"
Anno said with a smile on his lips, then pointed at Shore and Bande, "But before that, please let me treat my brother's injuries!"
"Sure!"
Scott looked at Shore with a smile on his face.
A warrior that was so strong at level 0, Scott had never seen one in his life.
However, as a partner, the stronger Anno's side was, the better it would be for Lord Viscount.
That's right, Anno had approached Scott before this bout.
In today's bout, Anno could have easily won.
But to show the potential of Shore and others, Anno treats this fight as a show.
The three of them, Rhodes, were just supporting characters!
Now, having seen with his own eyes the strength of Anno's group, Scott thought that the cooperation Anno had proposed earlier could go ahead.
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