"Ah... So, even my sweat is considered as dirty, huh? And what the hell with this 'cleaning' process?" said Sky, who sounds slightly sarcastic.
"Well, I guess that's what this Clean Zone think of, after all, it's not anything that I can control of. As for the brutal 'cleaning process'... Extermination can sometimes be considered as a way of 'cleaning', don't you think so?" said Blair, continuing his passive-aggressiveness.
"Kind of twisted but acceptable. I am guessing that was just one of its many other destructive ways of cleaning huh?" said Sky as he took out a piece of wipe tissue and cleaned the blood on his lips before throwing it to Blair.
However, before that dirty wipe even reached Blair, a powerful blast of beam shot down from the dome, disintegrated the wipe in less than a second.
"As you can see, yes." said Blair, in a casual yet slightly provoking tone.
"Ah... Such an exaggerated move to get rid of a piece of tissue wipe. By the way, I don't usually use this, I happen to keep this for Chris." said Sky, starting to explain some random unrelated things.
As he was talking, he did not realize that a small droplet of sweat is dripping down from his face to his shirt. Suddenly, from the corner of his eyes, Sky glimpsed a ray of light that give a deadly vibe. He escaped it just in time as a reflective move. Without giving Sky any interval time to sort out the whole situation, the second beam attack followed right after the previous one and landed directly on Sky. Even though Sky is managed to put up a barrier at the final splits of second, the impact of the beam is so powerful that it partially penetrated through the barrier and punctured a hole on Sky's upper chest. That hole doesn't seem to be healed by Sky's fast self-recovery as well.
"Ah... I see, it can even penetrate such a firm barrier. Tsk... That tyrant had certainly given me a tedious task." said Sky as he removed his shirt and threw it at a side, showing the tight black singlet that slightly imprinted the shape of Sky's firm chest muscles.
As soon as he threw away the shirt that is stained with blood and sweat, countless of tiny rays shoot out from the ground, disintegrated the shirt while it is still in the air.
"Well... Chris told me that you can't really deactivate this clean zone whenever you want and it had the potential to totally drain off your magic and life force... isn't it?" Sky asked, he sounds a bit tired.
"Yeah, it is possible, but the chances are very slim." said Blair.
"Well, that's good enough and worth of giving it a try." said Sky as he once again touched his pendant, releasing more of his magic seal.
Then, the hole on his upper chest started healing slowly on its own. Sky snapped his fingers and a black mist covered the dome area, blocking the view of the audience, like what Chris did in the previous match...
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Waiting area.
"Aww! Darling had put up a vision-blocking mist! I haven't done looking at his sexy muscle yet!" Maria exclaimed like a spoiled child.
"Hmm... I wonder if he is trying to do something that is at the borderline of violating the tournament's rules again." said Seito.
"Or maybe he is just trying to protect Mr. Blair." said Yiren as he continues watching the match with Seito.
"Hmm? What do you mean by that?" Seito asked.
"Well, I believe he had found a way to break this ultimate skill of Mr. Blair, even if it didn't succeed, it is still not something Mr. Blair would want to show to the public." said Yiren. Seito nodded.
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On the field.
"Now, without the 'supervision' from the audiences and the judges, let's see if your magic level is able to win my self-healing and endurance."
Said so, Sky drew a rather funny-looking magic circle in the air.
"Stink curse."
With that, the magic circle activated with some nasty greenish-brown gas emerging from it, followed by a pungent odor of some sort of mixture of excreta and rotten flesh. The smell is so pungent that it caused Sky himself to gagged a bit. Blair quickly took out a mask and wore it, but the smell is too overwhelming for the mask, Blair coughed in discomfort due to the disgusting odor.
"What the hell is that?" Blair asked while covering his nose.
"Well... I... Ugh... I had been collecting all sorts of weird stuff like rotten animal corpses, excreta, food remnants, and other smelly stuff from all over the place and kept it in a special dimension that will eventually turn those disgusting stuff into gas, and this nasty gas... *cough *... is actually the gas that is formed in that dimension which I called as 'stinky curse'..." said Sky as he continues to gag.
Hearing this response from Sky, Blair became even more confused, but not for long. As Blair is still confused and disgusted by the stinky gas, something crazy happened, the dome is reacting to the stinky gas and started shooting random tiny beams into the air and some shots directly onto Sky's body, but Sky doesn't seem to care about it. He merely just lets his self-recovery mechanism handle it, while seeing which is faster, his advanced self-healing mechanism, or the beam...
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*Something out of the story
Sky: "Dear readers."
Chris: "Hmm?"
Sky: "This chapter is meant to be released for webnovel.com."
Chris: "Oh! This matter. Yes, if you're reading this chapter on another platform than webnovel.com, know that it's an illegal copy diffused without the Writer's authorization."
Sky: "As what Chris said. Right now, this story is free on the authorized platform, so please read it from authorized platforms as mental support for the writer."
Chris: "Mhm... There are two authorized platforms. One is webnovel.com. And another one is that messy and half-dead Weebly site that she uses for draft and backup... But not recommended."
Sky: "Ah... Haha. Yes, as Chris said."
Chris: "But look out, those scums might change this note to their own website link. So, be cautious.
Sky : "By the way, if the cover page is the old cover page that shows two stickmen, stop reading it, it's cursed and might caused the writer to stop writing."
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Actually, my original thought for this stink curse is in the form of fart, but it is not very appropriate.
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