Arthur Wins

"I noticed something while we were exchanging words earlier, remember? When you asked me about my sword. You approached me and shook your hands, so I thought, maybe if I hit you over and over in a certain place, you'd receive enough damage to feel actual pain, of course, I'd risk hurting myself too but.."

Said Ean as he copied Louis's earlier stance, clutching his fists while placing his arms beside his head

"It looks like it worked"

He added, while slowly approaching Louis, who now clouded by anger did the same thing. And just like before, with every single step their speed began to increase, eventually beginning to run before disappearing in a blur of speed, leaving behind a trail of their auras, rushing toward each other, clashing their fists harder than they'd had clashed them before, causing the ground below them to burst, creating a crater along with a loud shockwave.

From that shockwave a gust of wind was formed, that covered a 15-meter radius around them causing anyone who was in the area to be blown away

"You made me bleed you asshole!"

Louis yelled as he flew out of the crater, so fast that he resembled nothing but a trail, before landing on the ground and proceeding to charge forward, dashing just as fast as he did when he jumped out of the hole, and with the same speed and power he was countered by none other than Ean, who had done the same as Louis.

And just when their gazes met, so did their fists, and just like before they clashed, creating yet another shockwave, and from that single connection, a fearsome stream of punches began to flow, another right after another, none stop clashing, as their auras became more formidable.

"And!? I made you bleed, so what!? I'm fucking dying of blood loss you irritating asshole!!"

Ean yelled before catching Louis's right fist with his left hand, proceeding to dash forward and grab onto Louis's neck, bringing him down to the ground, to then run forward, dragging Louis's body through the ground, hurling him into the air seconds after

"I'm part of nobility!"

Louis screamed as he landed on the ground, sliding through it before stopping himself by sinking his fists on the field

"Well, so am I!!"

Ean yelled as he ran toward Louis, moving the aura that surrounded his body down to his arms, specifically his fists, intensifying the dreadful destruction that his fists could bring

"No! You're second-grade nobility! A rank so unnecessary that you might as well be called a peasant!"

"Yeah, so what!"

Ean replied, punching Louis's stomach, creating a burst of pain that was simply repelled.

"Shut up!"

Louis screamed, grabbing Ean's fist before punching him in the face, standing up and in the process and bringing Ean's back to the ground, proceeding to step on him over and over again

"Your kicks are as weak as your ability!"

Ean insulted, causing Louis's eyes to widen as veins formed on his forehead, anger had taken over his mind, he was no longer doing this for pleasure, instead, it was to avenge the humiliation that Ean caused him.

But before he could continue to pummel the boy with his legs, he was kicked behind the knee, making him kneel with his own weight, as Ean would later proceed to kick him away.

And just like before, the pain that Ean's attacks caused was sent back to him. But that didn't stop, he ignored the pain and stood up

"I hope that when you meet your death, that it is one of pain!"

Ean screamed as he grabbed Louis by his head, slamming him against the ground, pinning him with all his strength as Ean would then proceed to punch his face, using all his might to bash Louis's head on the ground.

With those punches came pain, and although Ean was the one in the receiving end, Louis felt enough pain to make his head bleed, enough to make his eyes dizzy, and enough to turn his sclera red with blood.

With an immense struggle, Louis tried to push Ean away, but Ean did not stop, not even after his face began to bleed from the cuts it was receiving.

"Stop...you-you're hurting me.."

Louis whispered with pain in his voice, as the gurgling sound from the blood that was building up on his mouth took over his head, he was suffocating. But even then, Ean did stop

"You never stopped when I was in pain, did you!? You would ignore all the concussions I gathered, all the broken bones in my body, and all my destroyed muscles. So..."

"Why"

"Should"

"I"

"Stop!!"

Ean screamed as he would then carry his own fists above his head, proceeding to bring them down along with his arms and all his muscle strength but before his fists could reach Louis's face a strong purple aura pushed Ean away, sending him flying a few miles.

"I'm done holding back"

Louis whispered as the purple aura from before surrounded his body like a cyclone. Just like he said, he was no longer holding back

"Spiritual Awakening: True Pain"

Said Louis, as his pupils took a dark tone and his hair, began to glow, he would then proceed to remove his shirt, or at least what was left of it from the fight, throwing it to a side as tattoos began to form around his shoulders, abdomen, back, and chest

"You die now"

Louis warned as he appeared beside Ean with a rough blur of speed, stepping on Ean's chest, and the moment he did, Ean fell on what seemed to be an eternity of pain.

"You little fucke-"

Ean couldn't finish his sentence, more pain fell on him, but this time it was his back, it felt as if his muscles were being rearranged and his spine was about to be pulled out of his back

"Die you motherfucker!"

Louis yelled as he would then bring his right leg up, flexing and tensing his muscles preparing himself to cause yet even more pain for Ean, but before that could even happen, his entire body, along with the entirety of the field became surrounded with nothing but cold ice.

And from that ice, a voice along with some footsteps was heard

"Ice Technique: Boreas's Land"

It was Arthur, and unlike the start of the race, Arthur was wearing something different, he now had on a heavy-looking blue armor with a white cape, that reached the ground itself, but because of the sudden change in weather, it was levitating from all the air.

And just like that, the race was over, the audience was speechless as they watched the now frozen field with shocked eyes, but those eyes of surprise soon turned into one's of amusement, and of laughter, as they thought

'Yes, I'd expect nothing else from the prodigy that is Arthur'