Chapter 50: A different outco [2]
Noah's Point of vieww(POV):
Glancing at my smart bracelet, I checked the current balance of my points: 669.
I wondered if this would be enough to secure a spot in the coveted top fifty ranking.
In the novel, Aeravat boasted an impressive total of 850 points.
Although my own performance may not earn as many points as he did , I was confident that I could still make it to the top fifty.
Taking a deep breath, I exhaled as my footsteps resonated through the thick canopy above.
The rustling of branches, moss, and fallen leaves echoed beneath my feet. I knew I had to reach at least the top fifty.
But why did it matter so much to ? Well, besides the extra reward of a thousand credits to spend, I also had an inherent desire to do good in the dungeon trials.
Furthermore, securing a top fifty position would open doors for future tournants.
But those thoughts could wait for later.
"Kraaa"—!!
Suddenly, a growl broke the silence. A massive Lava chimp lunged at from a tree branch, but with a swift sidestep, I evaded its attack.
It then attempted to engulf in scorching lava, yet once again, I effortlessly dodged its fiery assault.
It didn't take long.
In just a matter of monts, the Lava chimp lay lifeless in my hands.
With the last obstacle vanquished, I turned back and made my way towards the entrance of the dungeon.
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Third Point of view(POV):
In a flurry of swift movents, a young man with dark brown hair and piercing matching eyes effortlessly sliced through the ranks of students with his Katana.
Swish—Swish—! Each strike brought down another opponent, his Katana moving with precision and deadly grace.
After each victorious attack, he would smoothly sheathe and unsheathe his weapon, poised and ready to dash towards the next group of enemies.
However, amidst his relentless assault, a sudden onslaught of arrows ca hurtling towards him with terrifying speed—Sswwoosh!!
Using the blunt side of his Katana, he managed to block the attack with a resounding —Tung!
But the force of the arrows pushed him back, causing him to stagger three ters away.
Observing this turn of events with a smug expression, the girl responsible for the arrow assault couldn't help but taunt him. "You're not as strong as the rumors claid, Karthik."
Indeed, the figure standing proudly before her was none other than Karthik, his strength was of F .
However it didn't ant much to Sera from class A3, she held her own ranking as F .
She was the second strongest in her class, and that fact seed to give her great satisfaction.
With her stylish pixie cut hair fluttering in the wind, Sera swiftly aid her crossbow at Karthik, sending another two arrows flying towards him.
Unfazed by her challenge, Karthik smoothly unsheathed and resheathed his Katana in rapid succession, a subtle "click" accompanying each motion.
To Sera's surprise, the arrows were effortlessly neutralized by two beams of energy that emanated from Karthik's weapon.
Undeterred, she unleashed a relentless barrage of attacks- Thu-Thu-Thu-Thu-Thu!!
Swish-Swosh~!
But Karthik responded with a srizing display of Katana mastery, moving in a fluid dance-like motion. In a matter of seconds.
He sheathed his Katana again, leaving arrows scattered at his feet.
Observing the chaos before her, Sera could feel cold beads of sweat trickling down her back. But before she could react, Karthik's form blurred, and in the blink of an eye, he reappeared behind her.
With a swift maneuver, Sera found herself tumbling to the ground, defeated.
In an instant, she was transported out of the battle scene. Her ti was up. She had been eliminated.
Witnessing the defeat of one of the strongest students, a sense of fear gripped the hearts of so students from the allied classes. Desperate to escape the battlefield, they attempted to flee. However, their hope of eluding the impending danger was swiftly shattered as Karthik pursued them with srizing speed. One by one, he rcilessly struck them down, leaving no chance for escape.
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Myung Joon's POV:
With a powerful leap, a towering muscular figure descended from the air, brandishing a gigantic sword aid towards .
Reacting swiftly, I rotated my body and twisted, positioning myself to et the incoming onslaught. Raising my mace with determination, I clashed it against the guy's enormous blade.
Thunmbg—!! The impact resounded through the air, montarily halting the forceful attack. The imnse power behind my strike sent the guy soaring through the air, but he skillfully regained his footing upon landing.
As I observed the aftermath of our brief engagent, a frown etched across my face.
I recognized the person I was battling—it was Adin, the leader of class A3.
Despite his lower F ranking, rumors claid his strength to be formidable.
However, based on our brief weapon clash, it beca evident that I possessed superior strength. Or perhaps...
Noticing sothing peculiar, I furrowed my brow. "He's panting unusually heavy," I contemplated.
Not only was the guy in front of struggling, but I noticed the two other individuals on the sidelines wearing expressions of caution.
If my mory serves right, they are Kenta and Arisha, the leaders of class A4 and A5, respectively
Putting that aside for now, I seized the opportunity amidst the intense battle and charged towards Kenta.
In a quick reaction, the boy with white hair conjured an ice wall, attempting to hinder my advance.
Without halting my montum, I swiftly spun on my heels, twisting my body, and delivered a forceful slam with my mace. The thick ice shattered in one mighty blow—thomp—crack—thus!
anwhile, Arisha launched a javelin towards .
With agility, I evaded it mid-air and snatched it with my left hand before swiftly hurling it back towards Adin, who was foolishly charging at from behind. To my surprise, the projectile found its mark, impaling Adin's shoulder with a short cry of pain—"akh!"
Ignoring the pain of his impaled shoulder, Adin charged at like a raging bull, with Kenta and Arisha following closely behind.
Utilizing my own montum, I spun and delivered a swift blow towards Arisha, who swiftly reacted, parrying with his spear, but still getting pushed back.
In the midst of this exchange, two fireballs hurtled towards . With a nimble mid-air spin, I managed to evade one, while the other was deflected by a forceful swing of my mace, sending it back towards Kenta, who skillfully dodged it.
Before I could catch my breath, Adin swiftly launched another attack with his sword, which I t with a retaliatory strike from my mace, sending him reeling back two ters.
Undeterred, I rushed towards him, slamming my mace once again, but Adin rolled to my back and swiftly regained his footing.
Surprisingly, the javelin was still lodged in his shoulder, yet this fool remained determined to fight .
Without granting a mont's respite, Arisha leaped above Adin's head with a long jump, aiming to strike with his spear.
"F*ck this sh*t!" I exclaid, fueled with determination.
"Yeah!", With a battle cry, I unleashed a powerful strike from my mace, sending Arisha hurtling back to where he ca from.
Without pausing, I spun on my heels, deftly dodging Kenta's fireball, and swiftly struck the javelin impaled in Adin's shoulder.
As a result, the massive guy was flung through the air, the javelin piercing through his body and impaling Arisha's left leg.
Seizing the opportunity, I glanced behind only to find Kenta unleashing a fiery tornado spell towards my classmates, eliminating most of them.
Without skipping a beat, I dashed towards Kenta and delivered a resounding blow, eliminating him from the battle.
Adin, now laying on the ground, t the sa fate and was eliminated.
Witnessing all of this, Arisha decided to surrender, realizing the futility of continuing the fight. He too soon got eliminated.
With a smug smirk, I found myself wondering, "I wonder if Aeravat will pose any challenge to ." However, I quickly snapped out of my arrogance and regained my focus.
As I pondered the battle, a realization struck .
There was sothing off about the way these guys were behaving during the fight- their heavy breathing and unusual gait.
It almost felt as if they were under the influence of so kind of drug. Or perhaps, I was mistaken.
Interrupting my thoughts, Kenta appeared suddenly by my side. "Done with your little ego trip, Myung Myung?" he taunted.
I shot him an angry glance and retorted, "Don't call that, asshole."
"Yeah, yeah, sorry," he replied cheekily, flashing an unapologetic smile. He continued, "But now we're only left with 30 students. What should we do next? Oh, and by the way..."
Scanning the faces of our remaining classmates, he proceeded to explain, "Those guys you sent earlier to trail Class A1 have discovered the entrance to the dungeon."
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