Women Are My Source of Money

Ch 82: The one who suffers the most

“Huh? My opponent the psychop4t! kind of goosebumps, anyway.“ Yayan muttered to himself in front of his opponent who was 10 meters away from where he was standing.

Both participants were on standby as the referee drone gave a warning to fight. The bloodthirsty man took out two blades, while Yayan had bare hands.

“I will definitely skin your skin!“ said the man in English, wearing a black hoodie, covering his head with his hood. It's really grim.

'This is a little horror. Moreover, I can't see his eyes! Oh, bad! I cannot use my flagship skill!' thought Yayan.

The main requirement of active mental out is looking at each other. Now the psychopath is protecting his eyes with Hoodie's. However, Yayan did not need to panic, he had another skill if something like this happened. He had telepathic skills and electrical or lightning manipulation.

For the power manipulation skill, Yayan only got it two months ago. Purchased from System shop at a fairly expensive price. It was comparable to the abilities gained.

His new skill is the biggest damage giver for now, competing with Telekinesis. The voltage created is able to reach 1 billion volts. Even so, Yayan had never tried to use it. If used, he would be identified as the pure blood of the Voltria Clan.

That would be troublesome! So, Yayan waited for the right time.

“ ... Go!“

The referee drone has given a warning, the fight begins. The hoodie man immediately threw one of the knives in both hands. Yayan of course easily dodged, he just needed to tilt his head slightly.

Syutt ….

He threw another knife just after throwing the first knife. With a different direction of delay, he predicted Yayan's evasive movements.

If an ordinary person might be stabbed by a landslide. Lucky the person who became the opponent of the psychop4t is Yayan

Clang ….

Yayan uses Telekinesis to control the first thrown blade to fend off the second blade.

“A pure blood, Telekinesis talent? Pulling!“ He licked his own lips, feeling like a fitting victim.

'My opponent does have mental problems!?'

“And do you hate pure blood? Or are you also a pureblood?“ Yayan smiled. He quickly slid the knife towards the man.

Well, he can avoid it.

'The reflexes and dexterity are good, although I did not throw the knife at the highest speed!'

“Gwahaha .. yes, I hate pure blood. I'm in this tournament to torture you!“

He picked up his two knives quickly, the speed he had was not to be underestimated. Even so, he was just an attacking origin, no technique or anything. Anyway trying to get to Yayan.

The man attacked with a grinning smile like a madman. Yayan was completely uncomfortable with the feelings she was presented with.

'The aura of this person is really another, ' Yayan's inner self while dodging every attack.

“Don't keep dodging, bajin9an! Are you afraid of getting hurt? Wahahaha ..!“

'That's not the concept!'

Slash ….

The psychop4at man managed to shave a few strands of Yayan's hair. He temporarily backed off.

“Why not use your talent? Said gift? Where's that talent you've always been proud of?“ he started to scream, but was interrupted by a somewhat jolted Yayan

“Fucking pure blood!“ he shouted louder, sounding screech as if his vocal cords were about to disintegrate.

The hoodie man lunged at Yayan quickly, drawing out his two knives.

'Currently, his mentality is problematic!'

Yayan was again able to avoid every attack that came. The strand of hair that was shaved just pure coincidence, maybe?

Because a little fed up …. Yayan finally retaliated against the hoodie man's attack.

Buahh ….

“Good, that's what I want! Attack me with that power you are proud of!“ he started to hit Yayan again.

“She's really not sane!“

Buahh ….

“Again!“

Buahh ….

“Again! Hey, are you this bad?“

Buahh ….

“Your fist is just like a baby!“

Buaagh ….

No matter how many times Yayan hit him in full force, the man bor-hoodie was unaffected. He was not afraid or anything. Every blow of Yayan even had an effect with him growing mad.

'This is so abnormal! I've already broken some bones. He should not be able to move, why is he still that agile?'

“Do not daydream, pure blood!“

“What?“

The hoodie man suddenly behind Yayan, when he tried to dodge it was too late.

Bagh …

Yayan was right on the face, he staggered a little. His lips immediately bleed. His supporters were surprised.

“Yayan?“ yelled Vina worriedly.

“Taste this again!“

Yayan did not fall into the same hole a second time. Before the man could attack her, Yayan with her adorable Telekinesis stayed away.

Yayan was still silent and bowed down, trying to think why he could have been hit by an attack that should have been avoided or repelled so easily.

[Using points——]

'No need, System. Leave this wound!'.

[Good, Host]

Yayan finally re-raised his head. He bit his lower lip firmly and said with annoyance.

“Alright, alright. I already understand!“ He pointed his finger at the hoodie man.

“I might excel everything from you.“ Yayan pointed his index finger down. The designated person instantly fell down, as if a heavy burden had befallen him.

“Yeah, but I have to admit .. I lost mentally. All your bullies affected me a little, so you could make this wound.“ Yayan pointed at the corner of his bloody mouth.

“Heh, I joined this tournament to play games. Unlike you who have a strong determination and ambition!“

Yayan eliminated the effect of his Telekinesis on the man. He then stood up and surprisingly opened his Hoodie. Looked like a man with long hair, bangs almost covered his eyes. Yayan could see the black and thick eye bags. That guy never really sleeps.

“Who cares, fucking pure blood! Just so you know .. I'll kill all the pure blood in this world. Is it wrong to fight for love? Why is everyone against it? Fuck all that talent! They have already killed my wife and son just because it is considered the disgrace of the clan! Pure blood that considers yourself the most sacred ...“ he said at length, he scooped up his left chest as a form of pain that he felt all along, to make him crazy.

“Ah, that was the reason. You became less sane because of that!?“ Yayan smiled.

The system then brings up a snippet of news on the internet. It made news of a man who always hunted the purebloods.

“Cih, the most miserable in the world!“

In the end the fight was won by Yayan. From the beginning he will win. Likewise with round 3, Yayan passed the qualifying round smoothly. However, who would have thought that the psycho would also escape. He really made his opponent die!