The student has finished strengthening his arms and starts jumping in place. He builds up his rhythm before he starts attacking again. Demo relaxes his eyes again to make sure he can see the puffs of smoke popping up around the ring.
The student is dashing across the ring to gather speed. With each kick on the ground, he uses the strength of his legs to increase his speed. After the 9th kic,k he feels he has enough momentum to take Demo out with a strong punch. And that’s when he attacks.
Demo sidesteps the attack and throws a middle kick. The timing is impeccable and the student folds as his stomach is hit. His own speed was added to the force of Demo’s kick. The impact sent him flying, with so much power that he flew through the ring walls and into the audience.
A cloud of dust was born as a result. Demo calmly walks over to the 9th strongest student and looks down on him. The student is barely holding on to his consciousness as he asks Demo one last question.
“How?”
Demo squats down next to the student so that he can hear him properly.
“Every time you kicked the ground there was a puff of smoke. When you were just running around the puffs were quick and small. But when you attack, you put more power in your steps and so the puffs become bigger. And with your speed, it’s impossible to move freely while attacking. All I had to do was see the big puff and assume you were coming straight for me from that position.”
Demo stands back up.
“And then just dodge and kick.”
The student looks at Demo with amazement and shock as he thinks to himself that something like that shouldn’t be possible. Normal eyes aren’t capable of something like that. Demo is a real monster. And then he loses consciousness.
Demo looks around to see if he can recognize another strong fighter. He doesn’t immediately spot anyone so he tries a different method.
“8th strongest … you here?”
From the V.I.P. section, an answer emerges.
“I am.”
Demo smiles with glee.
“You scared?”
Being called scared in front of such a big audience really pissed the 8th strongest off. He jumps from the V.I.P. area and lands in the ring. In a very similar way to what Demo did. But for some reason, the audience is wowed this time. As the room fills with oohs and aahs. The student stands up straight and with a determined look on his face he stares at Demo.
“Let’s get this over with.”
With that one line, the audience erupts in a cheer. Demo’s veins pop out because he is enraged at the fact that this guy gets praised for the exact same entrance. He stomps back into the ring. The 8th student closes his eyes and starts using Higher Reasoning to transform his body. His entire body starts bubbling and twisting but not as extremely as the previous ones. All of the changes seem to happen under the skin and seem to be focused on his muscles and tendons. He opens his eyes and the transformations seem to have stopped.
Demo is confused because with the other students, the changes were clear and obvious, but this time there doesn’t seem to be a difference.
“What did you change?”
The student calmly walks towards Demo. And then suddenly in the blink of an eye, he is in front of Demo and punches him in the stomach. Demo is pushed backward from the impact and his face scrunches up in pain because the punch really hurt him. The student shakes his head.
“You should give up before you really get hurt.”
Demo straightens back up and takes a deep breath. Demo then slowly starts walking towards the student. And does the exact same thing, but the moment he is in front of the student he can see the student looking at him as if he knew what was going to happen. Demo is in a lowered position because he wants to return the body blow. The student having complete faith in his body and abilities plans to take the punch and show Demo how useless his efforts are.
The punch connects. The student falls down to his knees from the pain. Demo looks down at him with a smirk on his face.
“You should give up before you really get hurt.”
The student looks up at Demo in pain. He thinks to himself that Demo’s punch isn’t normal. He didn’t transform his body, so he shouldn’t have this much strength behind his fists. What kind of monster is this?
The student stands up with a brave face. But Demo is still upset over the entrance he made and the fact that the punch hurt him. So Demo starts wailing on him. Each punch is more brutal than the last. Each hit is filled with more murderous intent than should be allowed in a student fight. After a few moments of the onslaught, Demo stops and the student is still standing but his consciousness has long since left him. Demo exhaled with some force and the wind that produced was enough to make the student fall down.
The crowd is silent, watching Demo beat up the 8th strongest student like that came as a real shock to them. But the silence is broken by the sound of someone slowly clapping.
“BRAVO, BRAVO.”
Demo looks up to the V.I.P. section again and there stand 2 students. These 2 students seem to be close friends, they have similar colorful streaks in their hair. They calmly walk down the stairs towards the ring.
“He used H.R. to increase the density of his muscles. He also made sure to keep the ones related to speed and movement as flexible as humanly possible. He was able to hit like a speeding truck and take similar hits like they were nothing. But it seems your punches still overwhelmed him.”
One of the students leans on the other one as they stand in front of Demo.
“You’re pretty strong.”
Demo doesn’t like the way the two of them are talking to him or looking at him.
“Who are you two?”
“We are the 7th and 6th strongest fighters in this school.”
Demo immediately takes a fighting stance.
“Prove it.”
But then from the entryway, a loud voice is heard.
“THAT’S ENOUGH!”
Bilicus stands in the doorway with an angry look on his face.
Chapter 39 Fin
