The touch on his wrist, Raze could see it, he could feel the claws on his hands rubbing against his skin. It was being held onto tightly, as if soone was trying to pull him, to not let him go, and to go against his wishes, to go against what Raze wanted to do.
'I don't want to do it... I don't want to do it!' Raze repeated in his head several tis. 'Let go of , don't touch , don't touch !' These words were being repeated in Raze's head over and over.
However, he subconsciously still knew in his mind that he wasn't to act here in front of all of these people. There were even those that were behind him; there were too many witnesses to the whole thing.
Still, his mind was switching between his conscious thought and the sensation of his skin being touched by another again. When looking at his face as well, the man's face, it was smiling.
All of this mix of emotions and thoughts had caused sothing to react in Raze. It was a subconscious feeling, and although he didn't know what was happening, the man on the other end certainly could feel it.
"Ahh, what is this, what are you doing?" The man's facial expression had changed; he could see the veins on his arms bulging. To him, it felt almost as if all of his blood that was in his body was rushing to his fingertips right where he was touching the other person.
"What are you doing to ?!" The man shouted and tried to pull away, but as he did, Raze quickly grabbed onto his hand.
"You... still need to pay," Raze said, his head down, his voice a little quiet. The aning of the word "pay," it was hard to tell what was ant by that. "You touched ... so pay."
The strange flow of power was still coming out of the bald-headed man, and he wasn't sure if he was imagining it or not, but it almost felt like his muscles were shrinking. He tried pulling away one more ti; it wasn't working until a hand ca swinging down between the two.
It touched both of them, and as it did, like a force, it pushed their hands away without damaging either of them. It was a force of Qi, and with it, Raze had sowhat snapped out of what he was doing.
He looked at his own hand for a few seconds before turning to the situation in front of him. The man who had interrupted their fight, he had long hair and quite a small fra. Not only that, but there were streaks of the color green in it.
What stood out most was perhaps his pale complexion with pignts of darkened black. For one, his fingertips were completely black, and so were a few darkened areas of skin under his eyes.
It was quite the strange look for a human, but his clothing was like that of a Pagna warrior, colored in dark green.
"Co on, Clave, you know what you were trying to do; all of us regulars here know what you were trying to do. You kinda deserved what you got, so let's just leave this one, okay?" The man asked.
It was clear that the bald-headed auctioneer wanted to say more, but he was still far more concerned with what had happened to his body.
"As for you, strange hooded man, sorry for getting involved; that was rude of ," the man stated with a smile. "If you wish to head into the auction house, you can always co with since it was my mistake."
Raze looked at the man, and he couldn't sense any hint of dishonesty from him. He also had a bright smile despite the bags under his eyes. It just felt weird to Raze. Could it be possible that there was a man who was willing to do that just from interrupting their little scuffle?
In Raze's head, he was screaming that this was a scam.
Behind the smile, Raze was sowhat right; the man was thinking sothing because he had noticed what Raze had done.
'What he used, it was the extraction technique of the Demonic Faction, and he had used it at an incredible rate. If he had held onto that man for a minute or so, would he have been dead? This person is clearly quite skilled; just who is he?' The man thought.
The bald-headed man continued to walk away, feeling a little weak in his footsteps.
'What happened to , I still don't understand. At least Reno ca and saved in ti. I guess I should thank the Crimson Crane at so point.'
anwhile, in the city, Liam had been loosening up his shoulders, ready for his chance at winning an entire Silver coin. He had paid his fee and was swinging his arm like a windmill.
The other students couldn't help but laugh as they saw him.
"Alright, let's do this!" Liam had loosened his hand and was swinging it low slightly; he was letting it sway like an elephant's trunk. The others had seen this before because it was the skill he had used at the event.
Dashing forward, he placed the Qi in his fist, swung it around, and straightened it out, crashing right into the middle. The power was strongly concentrated, and the number was starting to rise.
"Oh, that kid, he's a lot better than I thought, maybe things will start to get interesting," Alba smiled.
The number had finally stopped, and on the pillar, the number 92 had appeared.
"Whoa, look at that, look who's paying for your dinner!" Liam jumped in joy, as if he had already won.
There was murmuring among the crowd because they too thought he had already won. His score was even better than the other Pagna warrior gentlen who had tried before, and he had already lost, so the result seed plain as day.
However, there was a concerned look on Rod's and Mantis' faces now.
'Crap, I never expected a kid our age to get such a high score; otherwise, I would have picked a few others. If Mantis loses this one now, then we will lose another entire Silver coin, leaving us only one silver coin profit between us.'
In the first place, the students were doing this as a way to make money, so it was clear that Mantis couldn't lose this.
"You look the sa age as , but I don't recognize you from the academy?" Mantis said as he walked past and positioned himself in front of the pillar.
"Ah yeah, I just look older; I'm going to the academy next year," Liam lied.
"I see, so I'm your senior then, well, I guess as a senior, I should show you sothing then," Mantis claid. "Before, the man had just placed Qi in his fist, so I decided to do the sa when competing against him. I want to be fair, you see. I saw you used so type of technique, so then, I shall do the sa."
Mantis started to crouch down slightly, lowering his back, his chest getting closer to the floor; then he put both of his hands to the side. The Qi activated in him, and in an instant, his feet shifted across the ground.
Visual Qi was activated, showing a line of black aura in his tracks, twisting his fist, Mantis slamd it right into the center of the pillar. The force expanded outward, wide with a few sparks before it started to condense in.
Finally, the number had appeared on the pillar, showing 150.
"Whoa... I guess he really is the star student at the Pagna academy!" The crowd started to say in amazent.
They also felt like there was a clear explanation he had given in order to make the contest fair. So the people weren't so put off about still trying, and even more so, so wanted to just brag if they managed to beat him.
"That kid is really strong," Cronker said. "Those basic asuring pillars only go up to 150, so there's a chance that his attack is even stronger than before. I guess he is skillful enough to win and choose when to lose his battles."
Alba was nodding her head up and down and could see Liam falling down on his knees. She didn't know why, but she was kind of rooting for the eye-patch kid.
"If we invited soone like him into the Crimson Crane, I'm sure he would be valuable to us in the future," Cronker added.
"You're right, maybe he would be valuable to us, but that's in the future, and right now, we need to grow. Otherwise, the clans will soon surpass us. Day by day, there are also more dangerous portals opening up."
"Our group is getting asked to close a few of them just because of how dangerous they are, and the last thing I would want is to lose one of you guys. He can try joining when he's ready, but I'm looking for sothing else," Alba said.
In defeat, Liam had to drag his feet walking back to the others. Usually, Simyon would have said sothing, but he couldn't due to how saddened Liam even looked.
"I'm sorry, guys, I really thought that I could win. I guess I just looked like an idiot." Liam pulled his hair, trying to cover up his one eye, but they both could see a tear falling down it.
When he tried to move further forward, Safa blocked his path and she held out her hand.
Liam looked at it for a second, confused, then she shoved her hand again. Eventually, she almost reached down into his pants since it seed like he wasn't getting the ssage.
"Ah, alright, I understand... you want the money, right?" Liam said as he pulled out his last ten copper coins and handed them over.
Safa then walked straight past Liam and onto the field.
"Wait... Safa, you aren't... you are!" Simyon shouted as he saw her standing in front of Mantis.
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