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Faceless Killer

Ihaveacat · Fantasía
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Chapter 4, First Fight, Breakthrough

"FACELESS KILLER VS THE BOULDER!"

He stood in front of a huge boulder looking man his battle intent cracking the ground. He furrowed his eyes,'Why is there a Nascent Soul cultivator in a beginner arena'

The boulder ran slowly towards him and jumped slamming his fist down, the robed man jumped backward and ran to the right. He got behind him and jumped on his back and pressed multiple pressure points.

The Boulder fell over knocked out on the ground. The crowd was silent, some had tears in their eyes because they lost all that money.

"W-Winner Faceless Killer!" He stumbled over his words confused on what just happened.

The robed man walked through the gate and signed up for another fight that will happen tomorrow. He took the money and got a temporary dwelling at the arena, he also signed up for more fights around two months worth of fights with the average being 2 fights a day.

He walked into his dwelling and cultivated for the rest of the day. He would have to wait until he got a stronger opponent to text his skills.

The next day he stood up and walked towards the arena. He was then called out for his fight, his opponent was a Nascent Soul Cultivator but at rank nine.

"THE SLASHER VS FACELESS KILLER!"

He already knew why he was called The Slasher, on his hands were a machinery that had three blades come out of it. He ran headfirst towards The Slasher, he jumped in the air and threw a knife from his robe, as The Slasher had a weapon he was allowed a weapon as well. He pulled out two knives as he landed and aimed at his neck, The Slasher blocked his attack and went on offense throwing attack after attack with great precision and speed, aiming at all of his vital points.

He was very happy to meet such a opponent, all of the gladiators he had meet were drowned in power as they did not care to learn skills. They were very easy to deal with and the gladiators that had skill had horrible cultivation.

He fought with all his might with every technique and gained much experience. The Slasher furrowed his eyes and speed up his attacks. The robed man cut a wound on The Slashers chest, although it was small he had already gained the upper hand.

He kicked The Slasher and threw his knife into his throat making him throw up blood and choke on the floor.

"WINNER FACELESS KILLER!"

He once again left the arena towards his dwelling, during that fight he had broke through to Nascent Soul Rank Five.

He walked into a restaurant and ordered food, he sat down and waited for his food. A young waitress came to him and placed his food in front of him. He was about to dig in when a young flashy looking man came up to him.

"What are you doing in my seat" he arrogantly proclaimed that this was his seat.

"Eating" he replied without emotion. He lifted his mask so he could eat and cut his food.

"WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE!?"

"Someone who's eating" he replied and continued eating.

The young man sat there with a dumb look on his face, stumped on his words. He stood there until the robed man finished eating and left. The young man stood there for a few more minutes.

The robed man returned to his temporary dwelling and cultivated until it was time for his next battle.

(A/N: If you should know it is 11 Pm rn your welcome for the chapter)