Chapter-83

As Sin faced off against Varun in their battle, a conspicuous absence was evident – his Sharingan remained unactivated. This was a shocking departure from the norm for his teammates except Wesley, as Sin was renowned for his mastery of this formidable ocular jutsu too. Yet, what truly drew the attention of his companions was the unexpected and enigmatic phenomenon occurring within his eyes.

Instead of the familiar crimson hue and the hypnotic tomoe patterns, Sin's eyes housed an altogether different marvel. Within the depths of his irises, a brilliant azure circle had manifested, radiating an ethereal luminescence reminiscent of the soft, serene glow of a moonlit night.

The azure circle seemed to pulsate with an inner power, casting an otherworldly light that bathed Sin's face in an eerie, captivating aura.

This mysterious manifestation defied conventional understanding, leaving his teammates in awe and curiosity. What could this azure circle signify? They thought it was an unknown ocular technique, a dormant power awaiting release, or an entirely new visual prowess yet to be comprehended. 

Sin, fueled by the agility of his Accelerator Boots, surged forward once more, closing the distance between himself and his adversary with astonishing speed.

However, to the surprise of all who witnessed the confrontation, this assault wasn't an attack as one might expect. Instead, Sin came to an abrupt halt mere inches away from his opponent, his demeanor drastically altered from the previous encounters.

In that moment, Sin's mood was apparent to all. He stood unwavering, his stance resolute and unthreatening. His once confused eyes now held a calm and penetrating gaze, one that seemed to look beyond the immediate battle. This composure radiated an air of superiority and arrogance, instilling doubt in the minds of those who had known him as a relentless force of chaos.

The silence was palpable, and the battlefield itself seemed to hold its breath, as Sin's unexpected change in demeanor left everyone bewildered, wondering what could have prompted this sudden shift in his approach.

In the midst of the calm gaze, Sin, with the agility and precision of a seasoned warrior, swiftly thrust his spear forward using his left hand. It was a move executed with the finesse of a seasoned combatant, driven by countless hours of honing his skills. On the other side of this tumultuous engagement, Varun found himself on the defensive, clutching his black substant shield, determined to withstand Sin's relentless assault.

Varun's transparent black shield, a formidable piece of ultimate defense of his, had been forged from the darkest and most resilient aura, capable of absorbing the fiercest of blows. As Sin's spear descended upon him, Varun raised his shield with expert timing and blocked the attack. The clash of steel against the impervious shield sent a resonating echo through the battlefield.

However, despite successfully defending himself, Varun could feel the sheer force behind Sin's thrust, and he had to take several steps backward to maintain his balance. Sin, the former boxer, possessed remarkable footwork and unparalleled reaction speed. These qualities, honed in the boxing ring, now translated seamlessly into his martial prowess.

Before Varun could regain his footing and stabilize his defensive stance, Sin launched another ferocious assault. His spear darted forward like a viper striking its prey. Varun, though highly skilled and determined, found himself pushed back once more. Sin's unrelenting onslaught was relentless, and it seemed as though there was no end in sight.

Sin's jabs, executed with the precision of a master pugilist, were not delivered through his fists but with the deadly instrument of his spear. Each strike was a testament to his unparalleled combat prowess. With each successive jab, Varun had to summon every ounce of his focus and strength to parry and deflect.

Sin, the relentless force that had been tirelessly assailing Varun, abruptly ceased his onslaught. Sin's eyes, which had once burned with cold intent, now bore a serene and contemplative gaze like a lake It was as though an ethereal hush had descended upon the battlefield, cloaking the entire scene in an eerie stillness that seemed to defy the chaos that had reigned just moments before.

For the onlookers, this pause in the mayhem was an opportunity to reassess their preconceived notions. They had consistently underestimated Sin, perceiving him as the weakest among all beings in this world. The man who had once been dismissed as inconsequential had revealed a startling and awe-inspiring facet of himself. His combat skills with the spear were nothing short of extraordinary, defying the very essence of their prior judgments.

With a seemingly simple tactic, Sin thrust his spear forward, but it was a feat that defied belief. Each thrust carried an uncanny precision that resulted in a bewildering 100% accuracy rate. The audience watched in disbelief as Sin's strikes unfailingly found their mark, leaving no room for doubt or error. This exceptional display of accuracy transformed the seemingly mundane act of thrusting into a mesmerizing spectacle of martial prowess.

The onlookers grappled with the paradox before them. How could someone they had deemed the weakest link possess such professional skills? It was a stark reminder that true strength often lurked beneath the surface, concealed from the superficial eye. Sin's resolute accuracy in the heat of battle forced the spectators to reconsider their narrow definitions of strength and weakness.

As the stillness continued to enshroud the combatants, a profound revelation emerged from the chaos. The lesson was clear: never judge a warrior by appearances and rumor alone, for within the most unassuming of individuals, greatness may reside, waiting to be unleashed upon the world.

The collective astonishment of the onlookers was not because of the extraordinary display of skill itself, for in any other individual, such prowess would have been expected. It was Sin who elicited these incredulous reactions, primarily due to his notorious reputation. He had long been plagued by a pervasive rumor that he was incapable of leveling up, a limitation that cast doubt on his potential. The crowd's amazement wasn't just at his newfound abilities but at the shattering of the very perception they had held of Sin, a man once deemed constrained by his supposed inability to progress in the world's hierarchy of strength and skill.