Our bored gar just stood there for a precious second or two before he resud his walk forward.
A dangling huge creation that took the color of grayish white kept on sleeping even amidst the attention it got at this ti.
A lesser man would have ran and hid in sha but Clark was made out of supre material.
He was proud of his big, thick, and long third brother and so he cared not for the ridicule of others.
"What are you doing?!"
"Change into sothing decent first!" Marcus admonished in a loud voice. There was mirth in his eyes at the misfortune of his opponent.
Not that he intended to do this thing in the first place. After all, what he had in mind earlier was sothing more sinister. Marcus truly wanted to end the life of our very own protagonist.
"There's no need. I'm comfortable as I am. So why shouldn't you be?" Clark smiled and charged at the laughing face of Marcus Ryan.
"WHOOSH!" A blitzing figure blurred from view and in a flash, a rciless punch was already in the vicinity of Marcus.
"DING!" Our avid gar rely hit air as the agile form of Marcus dodged quite expertly in place.
Not only was the 18 year old boy proficient in attacks but he also had amazing speed talent in him. It was clear that he had co prepared in this guardian training indeed.
One should know that absolute speed was king in this mortal arena. This was also the reason why Marcus was the strongest guardian in this batch of recruits.
"You know how to escape fast. Admirable."
"Not let's continue." Clark said unto Marcus. He then gave everything and did not hold back this ti around.
"DING!"
"DING!"
"DING!" A hard rattling sound could be heard on the tal floors as our bored gar's feet almost put a dent on the surface with how fast he was going.
The combination of Runner's Legs and Extre Mortal Physique was seen at this ti.
"SHIT!" Marcus cursed at this ti. He tried to put so distance between him and his enemy but realized that it was a losing ga in the end. This newcor was just too fast and furious!
"tal Spikes!" In the end, Marcus summoned more of the sa power from before but his cast could not even touch the skin of the angry bull that was intent on punching him dead.
And so what happened next was not at all shocking.
"BANG!" A dark shadow covered the eyes of Marcus and the next thing he experienced was a world flipped over and over for him.
Before long, another loud impact was created in the aftermath. Everyone could see the sad figure of Marcus in the distance. His body was folded in half at this ti.
There was no doubt that he had taken a multitude of fractured bones from the impact but perhaps the most grueso part of his injury was his face that was transford ugly in an instant.
The handso face was no more since what replaced it quickly was the swollen pig's face with all its front row teeth demolished.
"I see." Clark noted what he had done and understood that there was a third party involved in the match.
One should know that his last punch was more than enough to kill Marcus many tis over but it was surprising that he only got his face destroyed in consequence.
It was clear that soone or sothing acted in defense of the once handso 18 year old kid.
"Hmm... It must have been the Master Sergeant."
Our bored gar murmured and rembered the shields that would pop up in the place to defend against any damage whatsoever.
Without any word spoken, Clark walked calmly towards the direction of Master Sergeant Davis.
"Shaless and strong. You would go far in the ranks, Guardian Kian." Davis praised.
"..." Clark did not answer but only stood there and faced the almost 2 thousand people in a nonchalant stance.
In the full minute silence that followed, a group of dics appeared at once and they dragged the broken body of Marcus out of the scene.
It was obvious that they were going to give it their best to treat the fallen young man.
"So are there any more volunteers that would give their warm welco unto our comrade, Kian Fisher?" Master Sergeant Davis asked once the injured was out of sight.
"..." No takers were seen and heard at this ti.
'FUCK YOU, OLD MAN!'
'Marcus was the best among us and he got killed in one punch alone!'
'Do you want us to die that badly?!' The guardians in training could only curse the master sergeant in their minds.
"Very well then. You can go back to the line, Kian." Davis instructed and our good gar complied quietly.
Since the fight was already over, the grayish white cover on Clark's body receded from view. This was of course his Hardened Tungsten Skin.
A new wave of shock rippled in the hundreds of guardians.
"DAMN! He not only got a monster cock, he also got a pair of big hairy balls as its foundation!"
"I say my prayers to the pussy that that colossal dick would scar for life soday!"
"HAHAHA!" Harsh words and soft giggles were audible in the surrounding. Our bored gar ignored the musings of these children.
As long as nobody would not throw a deadly dagger towards him, he would dismiss the faults of these young ones. Clark chose the nearest line and stood there patiently.
A girl was at his side and he could sll the fear and disgust in her body. Nevertheless, our avid gar disregarded this minor slight.
"Since you have beco the strongest of this batch Kian, you can choose to not attend our classes anymore."
"What we do here are only 1 vs 1 matches and so team matches in the first half of the day."
"In the afternoon, anyone is free to study and train on their own."
"You should know that a guardian only gains more power at the imminent threat of death or extre joy."
"The first one is easy to get while the latter is rarely ever achieved." Master Sergeant Davis said with a touch of humor.
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