The Magic Of Akademic

101 - Arena Matches (4)

A group of men entered a small house close to a quiet river. And unexpectedly one of them used force, attacking the house. Hard debaman inevitable. It was destroyed in a moment the house.

A strong protective shield from inside the house did not injure the four family members. Then the six men laughed at the sight of a man protecting his little family.

The chakra that sees this event clenches both hands. Between grief and unrequited vengeance suddenly ripples.

Two young children of the same age were tilted with Cakra's calm expression at a time like this. He held onto his sister who looked terrified.

The six men darted and in an instant shattered the man's protective shield. He fought four enemies at once. A woman who is the mother of both children fights two enemies.

"Ra, Mama. You go. Run as far as possible and seek help."

The final message that flashed across Cakra's shadow as he recalled this past. Painful. The two children ran away with tears and could not help the parents who were risking their lives.

Cakra felt his chest tightness. He stared intently at the swarm of men who attacked his family. The flying chakra, and darting gave an attack on one of the black-robed opponents. However, just break through. The chakras widen the eyes. He can't even touch them.

"Something's wrong."

The atmosphere and place of the Cakra are real. Cakra was even made to shake violently due to this incident.

However, after trying to once again touch the enemy, he could not sense it at all. Just blow through. When realizing this is a technique made by Puli, Cakra clenched his hands. He circulated a glance, not finding a point that could take him out.

The chakras sit cross-legged. The sound of the thump and the gripping atmosphere can be felt. The fierce battle between his parents and the enemy still felt real. The chakras close the eyes. In the face of this dangerous move, he should be able to find the opponent's weak point.

On the other hand, the arena of the match was made quiet instantly after Puli sang a sad song. While the opponent does not wiggle from the place with his eyes closed.

Obviously the audience knows the great demeanor of Puli. They are made to hold their breath, when the Cakra suddenly collapses.

The Elders could not prevent, because the rules had been said by Elder Wan before.

The third-class Superior Guardian suddenly stood up and said loudly, "this has already crossed the line! Stop the match or my student will be in danger ...!"

Elder Wan as the referee also thought the same. He did not know what was happening to Cakra.

A BAAM!

Something unexpected happened. Puli was thrown from the match arena violently. He vomited blood as intense pressure invaded from within his mind.

Everyone who saw was shocked and did not know what was really going on. Even Elder Wan alone did not have time to help Puli.

The previously collapsed chakra started to stand quietly. His unchangeable expression really stupefied anyone.

Looking at Puli who had already exited the arena match due to the spiritual power of Cakra. Without further ado Elder Wan announced the winner.

"The match was won by Cakra of the Third Grade Featured ...!"

The audience applauded and cheered. Didn't expect that today the Three Featured class had managed to defeat the Three High class. The first record they made.

The third-ranked third-grade guardian heaved a sigh of relief and was seen smilingly looking at his student who was standing quietly in the arena that had been destroyed.

Elder Haki nodded seeing the unsuspecting Cakra. He said, "he is talented. His hard work was not in vain."

The elder Genta who heard it responded with a small snort. While the Official Elder and Widya Elder who was usually sleepy saw the student match this time even widened their eyes.

"It's more exciting than the monotonous past years." Official Elders clucked. He shook his head slowly. "Well, after seeing all the games. Shouldn't we start picking three kids for another three-year match?"

Elder Widya turned her head, she said with a serious look. "That's right. Three years later we have to train the chosen child to hone his skills."

"I knew. Let's see until the final game. It's not just about talent, ability in strength. But the genius of someone to fight an opponent also needs us to pay attention."

Added Elder Haki who did not turn his attention forward. The other three Elders nodded in agreement and understood what Elder Haki meant.

The High Third-class group seemed to be in disbelief that his companion was severely injured for fighting the injured Cakra but showed no expression of pain, only a pale face.

While the group of the Three Featured class cheered for Cakra's victory. Two of them instantly darted helping Cakra walk.

What did not pay attention to the way the match was the First C class group who were busy calming Nada down.

Tone began to feel the strength in his body feel comfortable and he no longer screamed or felt pain. This is certainly due to Amdara's help.

"You keep adjusting the strength in the body."

The direction of Amdara later. He opened his eyes, and patted Tone on the shoulder.

Countless thin threads were seen surrounding Nada slowly. Like a new power trying to adjust to its master.

Amdara, Inay, and Aray who saw the thin thread held their breath. The power of the tone seemed to be different from the general.

Aray retreated and was alert if something bad happened.

"What kind of power is that?"

Aray's question no one answered. Inay is also seen rewinding steps and saying, "i know different kinds of people's strengths. However, Nada ... is he a controller?"

"Can. We'll see after he opens his eyes."

Said Amdara who stood and appeared to sit on the bench of the participant. He looked exhausted from expending so much strength. Amdara began to close his eyes and absorb the forces of nature slowly.

Dirgan, Atma, and Rinai who did not see the thread on Nada only frowned and looked at each other before raising their shoulders. They will also be notified.

A cry from Elder Wan could still be heard by Amdara. He heard Elder Wan who praised the talents of the disciples of the Sky Cloud Magic Academy.

"After so many matches this time, I really have to open my eyes and sharpen my hearing. Seeing the potential of the disciples, it left me unceasingly stunned."

Elder Wan did not tell a lie. He then fixed the arena of the match using force. Praise continued to be thrown, he then said back with a happy face.

"All right, it's late afternoon. After one more game, you are given a break. Until evening, the match resumed."

"The next match is the group of First C against First Class B. Both participants please immediately go up to the arena of the match."

The noise is getting back. The audience this time shouted at each other. Among those who support First class B and underestimate the return of First class C.

One of the second-class audience members said, "is there anything interesting this time? Previously Class One C had managed to defeat the Class Three Featured. Isn't that amazing?"

"really so. Will this time class One C change the nickname 'wasted class' to equivalent class One A?"

"I think the previous game was just luck. I'm sure this time whoever represents First Class C is a pathetic boy who will be battered."

They were blatantly still underestimating the capabilities of First Class C. Some First Class B students who heard him clucked upset because they had to fight First Class C which would later tarnish the good name of First Class B.

Meanwhile, Amdara immediately opened his eyes when he heard his class called. It looks like Aray and Inay who stubbornly want to advance represent the class.

Aray pulled the hair of Inay who was just about to dart. Aray said in annoyance, "are you all right? This time it was my turn to move forward. You'll be later!"

Inay pursed his lips and parried Aray's half-dead hand holding back the anger.

"It's my turn, Aray. Tskc. The next game is you. Now let me go forward. I can't wait to teach the other students a lesson."

Inay clenched both hands in front of his chest. His gaze pierced toward the smiling opponent lightly on the stage arena.

"You're next. I can't wait to show you the power of First Class C that will start to bring about change."

"No. I'll go forward. You rest, Aray. You've put out a lot of strength to make a protective shield and help Nada. So let this big brother represent the class, okay?"

"You're supposed to rest, you idiot!"

"What-what!"

Aray darted quickly into the arena before Inay continued. Inay who did not have time to hold back could only puff up his cheeks and sit down in annoyance.

"Why am I always last?! Though I can defeat an opponent with just one strike!"

Inay is upset to the point of using her hair to hit the ground hard. Almost Atma was hit by Inay's hair that was suddenly not flexible.

"Save your strength. Don't know if the next opponent is stronger than this."

Amdara's words made Inay turn. He raised the next eyebrow. And said, "it's true what you said, Luffy. Haih, Aray does deserve to be a First class opponent."

Dirgan clenched his hands looking at Aray's opponent who smiled lightly. As the Class Leader, of course Dirgan was annoyed by the gaze of people.

Atma itself is spreading its gaze. He's busy spreading the charm. Rinai keeps Nada who still hasn't opened her eyes. He looks sad to see Nada.

"You managed to activate the power. Can I also activate my power ...?"