The mont the ball thrown by Hartmut arrived a few milliters away from Lothur's blue shield; this item shone in that sa color while its tallic appearance changed.
This change occurred in a fraction of a second when Hartmut's ball ca closer to the shield, changing its tallic appearance to a rubbery one.
While everyone present was waiting for Lothur's shield to explode and for him to suffer brutally from Hartmut's vicious attack, the ball in question hit that blue item and, after a millisecond, returned from whence it ca.
"What?" Hartmut's eyes almost popped out of their sockets as he saw his ball coming back at him with almost the sa launching power!
At the sa ti as this, people in the surrounding area rose from their places to see the decisive move of this match, Lothur's surprising counterattack.
The cultivation world was diverse in many ways but could not compare to Earth's creativity and stories. Because of this, Lothur could more easily think of alternatives like that, surprising the entire audience there.
Since Lothur believed that the best defense was offense, he naturally used a single move to protect himself from the enemy attack and still create a danger to such a person.
But he had not done this blindly. No, when he was making his formations, Lothur had observed the inscriptions used by his opponent through his visual ability. Because of this, he knew that such a ball would not explode when it hit sothing, so he programd his shield to reflect the enemy attack!
Thus, Hartmut had no choice but to quickly grab his shield and try to protect himself however he could, as he was the one who knew most about the power of that attack!
'Damn it!'
'That ball will greatly weaken my defenses...' He wailed as his attack finally hit his shield, while that item glowed to beco more solid, like a concrete wall.
Boom!
A distinct sound broke from the point of collision, with the ball in question crumpling the blue 'wall' ford by the defensive formation on that shield.
"Not bad..." Lothur comnted with a smile on his face before throwing the ball he had set his offensive formation.
In that instant, Hartmut trembled in fear, not knowing if he could handle the enemy attack, even if his shield had not been totally destroyed.
The match referee also prepared to act if he had to, sensing that Lothur's blow might go beyond the platform's limits and reach the audience.
Then the audience in their seats saw the ball slowly flying toward Hartmut, glowing like a bomb about to explode.
'Shit...' The young formations master cursed Cedric and that fellow's uncle when the bomb thrown by Lothur exploded 1 ter away from him.
BOOM!
Blue flas left that little ball, as the fragnts of it turned into razor-sharp blades, which flew in different directions from the focus of the explosion.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Hartmut scread in pain as the blue flas lted his shield while so fragnts penetrated different parts of his body.
At the sa ti, the match referee promptly triggered the barriers around the fighting platform, inducing the building of a significant blue square-shaped barrier around it.
Because of this barrier, every single projectile created by the explosion of Lothur's ball was stopped, not hitting the startled crowd.
As for Lothur, he skillfully protected himself from his attack by using the shield in his right hand.
With that, Lothur was left standing at the end of this confrontation while Hartmut cried out in pain, already fallen to the ground.
After a brief mont of silence, the match referee announced the result. "Lothur Ritter, representing the Frost family, wins this match!"
"Add a point to the Frost family!" He said as he looked at other referees outside the fighting platform, causing the ranking in the surroundings to change subtly.
[... 18ª. Frost Family: 03...]
"Wow! He truly won!"
"Lothur won! The good-for-nothing from the Frost family was not eliminated!"
"Unbelievable! This guy was hiding this whole ti!"
"Haha, I knew it. Such a handso man couldn't have bad talent! Heaven wouldn't be so unfair!" A teenage girl said this while looking at Lothur with a sparkle in her eyes.
Everyone recognized Lothur's attractiveness. But most of the cultivators and relevant people in this city would despise him for his low talent, even considering that quality.
But by showing that he was not useless, Lothur was making many people who would not be fooled just by his appearance more favorable to him.
However, this was only for part of the people in that place. Others felt even more anger and contempt towards Lothur, feeling the injustice of the heavens and how much he deserved to get beaten.
'Damn bastard!' Cedric clenched his fists as he knelt on the ground, angrily punching with one of his arms.
At the sa ti, Kai had an expression on his face that was as dark as night, feeling like he had eaten shit.
"How can this be happening?" He muttered in a low voice, feeling the 'cold shower' that Lothur had gifted him. "Where did this brat get these abilities from? How? Why?"
His subordinate said nothing to his boss, understanding why Kai was so shocked by Lothur's performance. 'This enemy should have a bunch of seals on his body... But, sigh, how did he manage to learn anything like that?'
But as their group watched Lothur descending victoriously from that platform, Viktoria smiled as she looked at her husband.
'He's truly very good... I hadn't believed everything he and Anna said before, but now my eyes are open.' She thought to herself, feeling good to have Lothur by her side and very proud of everything she had done with him.
Won were naturally attracted to the social success of their mates, an instinct of theirs. That raised her partner's attractiveness to potential competitors and would allow him to have others instead of her. But even with that possibility, what would that an if he stayed with her? That she was unique!
Won did not like n who cheated on them, but they loved those who could do so!
As such, the attraction of a mate's success could not be easily asured, and seeing her husband doing so well, Viktoria could not help but hug him in happiness at seeing him return to her.
Annaliese was also just as happy as her older sister, even more so considering that she had watched much of Lothur's progress.
"Congratulations, Lothur!" She hugged him along with her sister, drawing even more hateful glances in this young man's direction.
Lothur felt the invisible arrows coming toward him and smiled, looking at the people in the surrounding area as if he was scorning them while he enjoyed his privileges.
'I don't even need to use my predecessor's arrogance to stimulate the effects of hate on my Physical anymore, hehe. All I have to do is take care of my won in public, and a dozen losers will hate .' He laughed as he intimately held the waists of those two.
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