130 End of the Party 2
Jayden was an expert dancer who had morized many dances while Moby had near-zero experience at all. So, Jayden tried her best to help Moby get used to dancing as she guided him through all the steps in a way that would not embarrass him in front of everyone.
They definitely noticed the jealous and expectant eyes directed at them but they completely ignored them as they only focused on each other instead as it was supposed to be sothing romantic.
Alex and Abby who were on the balcony disregarded the dance and decided to continue their conversation, ignoring all the people that tried to ask them for a dance. Especially Alex who people 100% knew as a very important person.
While they were still in the middle of their conversation, Alex was called over by Joseph who asked him if he was interested in Abby, telling him to make his move before it was too late which made him promptly ask his father to leave him alone before walking away from him and back to the balcony, making Joseph chuckle in the process.
As the dance and party ended, and the families were preparing to once again go back ho, Moby was surrounded by the sa crowd asking him to sell him his ability which made him decline all of their offers once again, no matter how much they offered.
He even received many complints and thanks from the very few people that bet on him to win as he made them a decent chunk of money due to his seemingly 0% chance of winning and their large gamble.
So were even willing to sponsor him and give him financial support if he agreed to sign a contract with them which he also declined even though it was a very tempting offer.
In the end, he knew that most if not all the rich nobles just wanted to get their hands on his "ability" for their own personal gain. And, to maybe suck up to the new potential husband of Jayden Griffith and possibly even the next head of the entire Griffith family.
"Hey! Moby! My dad just said that we could stay here for a bit longer in order to spend more quality ti together without the hassle of all the guests! He also wanted to tell you that he will be waiting for you in Arena 2E, the sa one that you fought in earlier in the day," Jayden said to Moby, dragging him out the crowd that was leaving and into sowhere more open.
"Alright… sounds good I don't mind staying here for a little longer. But why is your father calling for ? And, do I need to bring anything with ?" Moby asked Jayden with slight confusion.
As Moby walked to the arena all alone, he was thinking about why exactly he was being called to an arena before the answer hit him straight in the face, making him slightly nervous.
As Moby entered the arena, he saw Mason Griffith wearing his normal suit standing in the middle with a smile like he was expecting him to co.
"Moby Kane! You've finally arrived! You really impressed during your last two fights! You managed to win against two people that had a much higher power level than you with imnse confidence! Even if one of them seed like extre luck. I am well aware that you had only just received your ability around 2 or so weeks ago and that you have yet to use it to even a fraction of its full potential which ans that you will only grow exponentially from now on! Abilities take many years in order to master and properly use and the amount of mastery that you showed for the use of your ability was exceptional! So, I decided to test out your strength for myself and challenge you for a small spar. You know what they say, fists speak louder than words!" Mason said to Moby with a gentle smile.
What Mason said was exactly what Moby expected to hear. Although he was a little nervous about sparring with him, he could not help but feel very excited. This was the first ti he had ever fought soone so far out of his league so he wanted to see how he compared to him in his current state. And, he wanted to see what a potential world-class power was like.
He also noticed sothing in his speech that did not add up in his mind.
'If it takes so long to learn and get used to a new ability, how is Jayden able to casually copy people and their ability with a moderate amount of control in only a few seconds,' Moby thought, before realizing that the answer must have been that it was just part of her doppelganger powers to have a certain degree of mastery over the ability she was copying.
"I will gladly spar with you, future father in law! I am well aware that you are not very fond of because of my "recklessness" but I will prove to you that I am not that kind of guy! I never go into anything headfirst as I always have a plan in mind when approaching everything in life. I learned that the hard way," Moby said with a smile, taking off his formal clothing, storing them in his inventory before putting on his school uniform instead.
"Aren't you going to change clothes too?" Moby asked in confusion as he did not expect Mason to fight with his suit on.
"Now why would I need to change my clothes if you will not be able to hit anyway?" Mason asked, looking at Moby in clear confusion.
"Now, let explain the rules of the match, if you are able to land one punch on I will do you one favour! But, if you can't hit by the end of 30 minutes you will do a favour instead. You will have full control and use of your ability while I will only use my physical prowess instead which ans that I will not have any use of my ability. How does that sound?" Mason asked with a smile.
As soon as Moby heard Mason's proposal, he hid the urge to smile really widely and laugh really hard as he already thought of a seemingly flawless plan in mind.
"I agree to those rules. But, I would like to propose a few adjustnts… I would like to change it so I have to hit you once in the next 60 seconds instead of 30 minutes and, that I will then instead get 3 favours instead of 1! How does that sound!" Moby said with a confident smirk that made Mason's eye sockets almost pop out of his head when he heard it.
'What the fuck! Jayden I am sorry for doubting you but this new boyfriend of yours is literally far beyond retarded and reckless! This just proved it! I can't support him being with you! Does he think that this is a joke? Arrogant pricks like this that think they are hot shit even in front of soone hundreds of tis stronger than them are absolutely ridiculous! There is no other way to look about it!' Mason thought as he could not believe his own ears.
"You sure sound confident! For your own good, I hope you can back up those words of yours! All you are doing now is the sa arrogance and recklessness that you displayed during your fight with Damian, how do you expect to convince that you are not what I think you are with what you just said! Are you just trying to piss off? Do you understand who I am kid?" Mason said to Moby, staring deadly daggers into his eyes with a hint of killing intent that made Moby shudder but not flinch as he was 100% confident in his words.
"We will see about that future father in law!" Moby replied with a confident smirk.
"Hmph, well, I will start the countdown for the match right now with a 1-minute tir just like you requested! Be prepared because this will be the last ti you are going to be calling "future father in law!" Mason said in a cold tone and a deadly stare, sending shivers down Moby's spine, making cold sweat run down his face that kept a confident smirk on it.
Mason then brought out a remote from his storage ring, setting a countdown and tir on the screen above before putting it back, not even bothering to take up a fighting stance like Moby in front of him.
'This kid is pissing off! He still keeps that smirk on his face! He actually thinks he can win! I will make sure that he doesn't! That smirk will be wiped out of existence when he loses in the next minute! I am sorry Jayden but this guy is not it!" Mason with clear annoyance.
"5"
"4"
"3"
"2"
"1"
*BEEP*
The match had officially begun and both parties still stood exactly where they were, no one moving even a single inch.
Mason was just waiting with his hands behind his back, staring daggers at the still smiling Moby waiting for him to make a move.
When, suddenly, not even 10 seconds into the fight, Mason felt a fist-like bump and scratch on his face that tickled more than it hurt which made him really confused for a few seconds before he realized what had just happened, making him completely speechless as he face went blank while his mind spun in circles like it was about to malfunction.
'W-what the fuck just happened… D-did I lose…'
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