Lenin vs Matyr 3

Lenin's aura begun to increase along with his cultivation base. The wind pressure from Lenin caused the dust to dissipate.

Golden Core Level 1.....

Golden Core Level 2....

Golden Core Level 3....

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Soul Wandering Level 1!

At this moment, the crowd was confused. What the hell was happening? Why was this kid's cultivation increasing so drastically?

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Mr. Ravine's eyes widened as he saw the scene unfold. He was shocked. He was by no means weak, therefore it was unfathomable that a kid with such a cultivation could hide his cultivation base so well from him!

Even so, he had scene alot of things in the centuries he had lived and so he quickly recovered.

He narrowed his eyes as he said;

"This kid....."

Princess Swallow-heaven watched the scene from her seat. She smirked widely. She had received more than she had expected.

Behind her, Master Vacto stood while watching the situation with a brow raised in interest. He wasn't actually expecting Lenin to reveal his true cultivation. But then again, with the promise of protection from one of the twelve conglomerates, it was to be expected.

The rest of the authoritative and powerful figures burst into discussion. Even the teachers and staff members were involved.

On the other hand, Matyr watched Lenin's act unfazed. The blazing wind pressure causing her hair to flutter.

"Soul wandering level 1? You expect us to believe that your cultivation increased this much in just a week?"

"Believe what you want. Now, the real battle starts. I don't believe you can survive three moves" Lenin said with arrogant bravado.

Matyr's eyes twitched, but then she laughed. Her laugh was graceful and beautiful.

"Is that so?"

Her plasma force burst out. The seal within her dantian shook vigorously as it was stretched to it's limits. Pressure kept on building on Matyr's aura.

Lenin's eyes widened.

'What?'

Before he could react any further, Matyr moved with immense speed. Twirling her spear beautifully, she swung the backside of the spear towards Lenin's stomach.

The spear crushed hard into Lenin. Lenin quickly jumped back to soften the blow of the spear. Even still, the impact was strong and he was shot into the air.

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Aina, who was watching the battle with Brian was shocked to her core. From the reactions of the higher ups, she could see that none of them new Lenin's true cultivation realm. But how was that possible?

Anybody could suppress their cultivation, but in the presence of peerless experts, they could easily be seen through. So why was it that Lenin was able to hide his cultivation from these monsters?

Just how much information was Lenin keeping from them! His own family. He was able to fool people like the senior staff members? How?

She had always assumed that all the higher ups new about his true cultvation realm but were being quiet about it for some reason. She felt betrayed.

Or, could it be that she was the only person who saw them as a family?

"You are thinking too much"

A voice quickly snapped her out of her thoughts. It was Brian.

"We've known Lenin since we were kids. I trust him completely, and you should too."

Aina's eyes widened for a second then she smiled and shook her head.

"How do you always know what I'm thinking?"

"That's a stupid question. I'm your brother!"

"Yes. But you are also dumb!"

"What. You- you!"

Brian stammered in shock.

Aina quietly laughed at her brother.

After a while, she calmed down and turned back towards the battle.

'Let's forget about Lenin's secrets for a second. His current unsealed cultivation is in the soul wandering realm. I'm not sure he can win this. The aura that Matyr just released, it was of a fifth body transformation expert. Equivalent to a nascent soul realm expert!'

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Lenin jumped back as Matyr stabbed her spear towards him.

'Tsk. It shouldn't really be a problem defeating her if she was unarmed, but that damn spear. I wonder what grade it is? Do I have to use it now? I wanted to save it for my fight with the first year King. Let's wait for a bit'

"Unranked skill, Hercules punch!"

Lenin shouted out as his fist connected with the tip of Matyr's spear.

Boom!

A strong wave emitted from their collision. Lenin's right hand was pushed back as blood spilled from it. He quickly took advantage of the opening Matyr had left after her blow to strike her in the stomach.

"Not happening!"

Matyr said as she twirled the spear and smacked Lenin's hand away from her.

With his plan foiled, Lenin jumped back to create some distance. He was breathing heavily.

"You know, if you didn't have that spear I would have easily won"

"Your childish arrogance knows no bounds."

Lenin smirked. His thoughts were swirling.

'How is it arrogance if its the truth?'

"Let's end this."

Matyr said.

She took a spear art stance. Her two legs were slightly bended as she lifted her spear horizontally above her head.

Her aura and bearing changed. It was like that of a peerless spear master who could dominate the entire cosmos. She released no plasma force, but the pressure in the atmosphere was palpable.

"Haah"

Lenin sighed.

"Let's get serious!"

Lenin also took his stance. Immediately, all his qi disappeared. It was like he was a mortal. In reality though, all his qi had been redirected inwards towards his muscles. His right hand especially released immense pressure.

'What? What is this pressure he's releasing? All my instincts are telling me to run! I can't let him finish!

"Hrraah!".

Matyr shot towards Lenin.

Lenin's eyes were closed as he focused. When Matyr neared him, his eyes snapped open. His right hand shot out. The image of a roaring fiery tiger appeared behind his hand.

"Divinely Forged Muscles, 1st stance. Tiger's roar!"

Matyr's eyes widened as the attack approached her. All she could see was a gigantic tiger leaping unto her.

'This attack, won't I die?'

BOOM!

The spear and the fist collided. Waves of energy shot out in all direction.

Princess Swallow-heaven looked at Master Vacto who immediately nodded. He waved his hand and strengthened the barrier protecting the audience.

The energy smashed the whole arena to bits, causing dust and debris to rise into the air.

The clash was at a stale mate. Matyr was slowly loosing.

"Hrraah!" Lenin pushed forth.

BOOM!

Another explosion rang out.

It seemed like the battle had ended. Dust was everywhere. The crowd held their breath in anticipation. They wanted to know who had won.

Miss Fleek jumped into the arena and flicked her wrist causing a strong wind to clear the area. The dust parted to show two figures.

Princess Swallow-heaven looked at the scene with shock evident on her face. This said alot since Princess Swallow-heaven was someone who had lived for centuries and occasionally went to the higher realms for expeditions.

'This isn't right. How could it turn out like this? With the amount of power being released I was sure who would win!'

Princess Swallow-heaven gripped the arm of her seat so tightly that it crushed.

Lenin lay in a large crater with disbelief writing on his face.

'What- what just happened? How am I the one on the ground? My strength, its all gone!'

"Winner of this round, Matyr Dhampir! She now has the right to challenge the first year King twice!"

The crowd cheered loudly. This was a spectacular fight for them.

Matyr stood infront of Lenin panting heavily.

'What happened? I was sure I would lose the battle.'

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Far in the crowd, a mother and daughter sat together. It was Lenin's family. Trisha spoke to her mother and complained about how the events that transpired were suspicious. However, Freda paid her no heed.

She was looking at her right palm which seemed to be empty. Her normally yellow irises glowed a deep red and released an eerie aura. In her vision, she could see boundless god force mixed with another aura swirling in her palm.

'Sigh. That was close. If I had not temporarily stripped his god force away, those people would have noticed'

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High above in the upper realms, in the demonic plane, a beautiful handsome man sat on the throne.

He had bulging muscles and looked like a body builder. He wore black heavy armor, and from his bearing it was easy to note that he was a general.

He radiated the aura of a ruthless and devilish being. His bloodlust could easily kill lower life forms. Anybody who felt his bloodlust would tremble at the thought of the amount of beings that have fallen because of him. His short white her made him look innocent.

He sat on the throne with his eyes closed, but then it snapped open. His deep red eyes glowed powerfully.

"Hmm? What was that just now? I was sure I felt a familiar aura for a second there. Humph! Just forget it."