Chapter 48: Bar Fight (2)

Following the sound of glass fracturing, another vodka bottle smashed into the man's forehead on the same exact spot as the first.

"Learn to crack better jokes, crackhead!" Nova gripped a broken jagged bottle in his hand, taunting the man.

Drips of blood washed down his damaged forehead, the man's meandering brain buzzed a deafening screech.

Mumbling in dumbstruck, the man stumbled a few step backwards. His companions vouched him.

"F*cking kill them! Show them what we are made of!" The man wiped a glass shard off his bleeding forehead. "This is an insult!"

One of his companion who had a very small eyes charged towards Petal. Such a despicable move to target a girl!

"These newbies have thrown them off hard!"

"Their leader is a Sea Arena member, so these heroes have picked the wrong fight."

"Indeed, the Azure Electro Team is notorious for their brutal behavior, influenced by their leader, Huang Li."

"Too bad. They'll have to face a Tier 4 Tyro. This jump is not a fair fight." A Tier 4 Tyro murmured. He is also a squad leader, just not as famous. There is a reason why Tier 3 and Tier 4 Axonns are in separate Training Arenas.

Some other customers set aside their meals to enjoy a blood boiling match undisturbed; some exchanged comments and continued savoring their meal; the rest deserted the tables, either too uninterested to watch and be affected by chaos, or were too scared to be caught in the mayhem.

Nevertheless, all of them had similar speculations. If a Tier 4 Axonn challenged the Azure Electro Team, the odds would be in none's favor. Sadly, those Tier 2 Axonns are destined to pay for their idiotic behavior.

Even though slaughter isn't in any way permitted, the Coiling Dragon Arena closes half their eyes in scenarios like this. Battling ensures the productivity of Warriors, and serious fighters must maintain aggression to maximize experience.

The small eyed man grabbed a stool on the way to Petal, lunging it at her.

With fascinating flexibility, Petal did a perfect split and easily ducked.

Nova finished the dirty work for her. He stretched his foot below small eye's crouch, reeling it between the poor man's legs.

———————

...Experiencing 🅣🅔🅒🅗🅝🅘🅒🅐🅛 🅓🅘🅕🅕🅘🅒🅤🅛🅣🅘🅔🅢, please give us a moment...

———————

As if biting a lemon, the man created an expression so sour it made Atlas shiver.

"Oof!" Tristan grunted with sympathy. Doesn't seem like it would be easy to recover from a literally, ball-crushing defeat.

Atlas was perplexed. "Tristan. Can you believe what we're seeing? He's a Tier 3 Expert, yet defeated so easily. It's like he's still a child learning how to walk."

"It's not necessarily their fault..." Tristan murmured, slightly perturbed. "You know how the Coiling Dragon Arena associates firmly with Class 1,2 and 3 families? Yeah... being born with a silver spoon in our mouths doesn't promote battle instincts, which is kinda also why the Coiling Dragon Arena supports random fights."

"Ge Kan!" The leader, Huang Li, wailed. How can he tolerate his member beaten up before his presence?

Huang Li galloped, pounding at Nova whose hind was vulnerable. Even though all of them have deaths in their hands, more precisely blood of berserk Spirit Animals during hunting season or missions, out of the five, he is the sole person who has bathed in human blood apart from himself's. He has the most experience at killing and possesses basic but essential battle instinct and tactics.

Steadily, his fist dove towards Nova's spine.

If Huang Li's battle instinct could metaphor as a teenager welding a bat, Nova's counted as a grizzled Special Forces Elite Solder firing a Gatling gun.

Nova rotated his foot, providing a better grip to counter the attack, welcoming Huang Li's fist with his own through a mighty swing.

"Highway to Hell!" The music in the bar blasted out a very intense and pumping song.

Flesh and bones collided as a white spark splattered horizontally, and the stools before the bar counter inched further from the collision.

Nova retreated three steps back to reduce the impact while Huang Li slightly lost balance from his stance.

The crowd was dumbfounded, even more for Huang Li.

[This tiny Tier 2 Axonn managed to defend my attack?] Huang Li undulated his fingers to soothe the tightness around the joints. He expected the counter to be heavy judging from the wound on his head, but this was out of the ordinary. When one is an Axonn, the difference in Tiers determine the massive elevation in strength, speed, durability and Spiritual Energy, which helps enhance reaction and adaptation to grave situations.

In a very vague and wild prediction, out of 100 Aura Users, only 10 would have the ability to fight skipping Tiers. When achieving Axonn, the challenge is up a notch.

[This kid is a typical genius who can skip Tiers.] Huang Li's impression of Nova solidified with stern. He reclaimed his stance, this time with more discreet and seriousness.

Tiny fractures crawled up the cozy mug; Atlas witnessed Huang Li's definite change of perspective, and he has prepared to drag himself into a tedious battle of possible stalemate.

Like always, all he desired, is to become a peace loving, handsome man, unaffected by the quarrels of nature and keeping a low profile. But life loves bumping into him and exploiting the pushy part of his personality.

Sigh. Why is it so hard to be carefree and suave?

"Enough! Little Li! Get back here and apologize for your rude behavior!" As Nova and Huang Li were about to jostle into one another again, a man in driver's uniform appeared behind Huang Li, twisting his ears nearly 180 degrees.