BSI Chapter 163 - 161 – A Lord Who Reached the Peak of His Rank
Chapter 163 - 161 – A Lord Who Reached the Peak of His Rank
Chapter 161 – A Lord Who Reached the Peak of His Rank
I stood before Lord Killing Eyes and his strange power.
I smiled.
No one saw that smile.
Adrenaline surged through my body.
It felt as though warm water had filled me in the freezing wasteland of Antarctica.
Red threads rose around my hand.
Then branched throughout my entire body.
The power of my strongest weapon spread through every part of me.
Then...
A different aura began to appear.
Red smoke gathered around my body.
Growing denser and denser.
Covering certain parts of me.
In an instant...
A new armor covered my body.
"Armor Number Two."
I muttered aloud.
"Fast as a meteor."
"Burning as fire."
I whispered.
I raised both hands.
A strange sensation flooded my body.
Different from Flame Art.
After wearing the unique armor...
My body became light.
Extremely light.
I took one step.
Then another.
Then—
"You’re not looking far enough."
I whispered.
Only a meter away from Lord Killing Eyes.
He barely moved his head in shock.
His eyes snapped toward me.
His hand raised his sword.
Fast.
Precise.
The surprise he should have experienced lasted only a fraction of a second.
Before he reacted—
My smile behind the mask sharpened.
I raised my right fist.
"Five percent."
I whispered.
My fist shot toward the center of his body.
He immediately abandoned his attack.
Placing his sword in front of himself.
BOOOOOOOOOOM!
The steam sword exploded and shattered into dozens of particles.
The punch pierced through his defense and slammed into his stomach.
His body flew dozens of meters away like a piece of wood.
The arena floor met his body violently.
He plowed through the earth before finally stopping.
He placed a hand over his abdomen.
Breathing heavily.
Silence fell over the arena.
"Property Number One."
I whispered.
"Enhanced Speed."
Lord Killing Eyes stood up.
His eyes were filled with concentration.
"He’s completely different."
I whispered inwardly.
I wasn’t truly surprised.
In my previous world, I once worked in a printing shop.
There was a man named Marwan.
Cheerful.
Talkative.
Whenever he entered a room, it felt as though life itself followed him.
But...
That was during breaks.
Outside work.
Once work started...
Marwan became a completely different person.
Serious.
Demanding.
Intense.
Even he never understood why he behaved so differently inside and outside work.
I looked at Lord Killing Eyes.
For some reason...
He reminded me of Marwan.
Outside battle and during the auction...
Lord Killing Eyes seemed arrogant.
Angry.
Reckless.
But during combat...
He resembled Work-Marwan.
Perfect focus.
Instant reactions.
Patience.
The construction of a battle plan.
I smiled.
"Well then."
"Time to defeat Marwan."
I laughed.
I charged again.
Suddenly—
My speed began slowing down.
I continued forward.
Then...
Tiny fragments of red dust began falling.
My unique armor...
Was shattering as well?
"I should have ended it with the first strike."
I snorted.
Not in anger.
I wasn’t surprised.
If he could nullify abilities...
Why couldn’t he do the same to armor?
My steps accelerated.
I raised my fist.
The armor was still present.
Its destruction wasn’t immediate.
"Thirty percent."
I whispered.
My fist glowed with bright red energy.
I still used my right hand.
Lord Killing Eyes reacted quickly.
His acceleration was close to mine now that the armor’s speed property was fading.
But—
I mocked inwardly.
"He’s still ignorant."
BOOOOOOOOOOM!
---
The arena fell silent.
Lord Killing Eyes still stood there.
One hand pressed against his abdomen.
"A new armor?"
He whispered.
Then focused on his opponent.
"This person..."
"Isn’t an independent Lord."
"What major organization stands behind him?"
"And why haven’t they appeared publicly?"
He never finished the thought.
Because Ivory Mask Lord suddenly charged at him.
His speed was overwhelming.
The armor had doubled a speed that was already terrifying.
Several meters.
Then Ivory Mask Lord began slowing.
The armor continued breaking apart.
Yet he didn’t stop.
"He’s destroying the armor too?"
Lord Frost narrowed his eyes from the stands.
"What are you going to do now?"
His gaze locked onto Ivory Mask Lord.
Several rows away...
Black Lightning Lord was discussing the exact same matter with his companion.
"Abilities and armor alike..."
He murmured.
"He finally mastered nullification."
"I wonder if he can do the same to weapons."
Forest Sparrow smiled.
Her slightly flushed face was filled with pride.
"I told you."
"He’s going to win."
Black Lightning Lord laughed softly.
Meanwhile the arena had become far more intense.
Ivory Mask Lord reached his opponent.
The armor was covered in cracks.
But still intact.
He raised his right fist.
Red energy wrapped around it.
Lord Killing Eyes reacted instantly.
Creating a new steam sword.
He raised it horizontally to block.
Then—
The collision happened.
BOOOOOOOM!
The sound exploded through the arena.
And with it—
Ivory Mask Lord’s fist punched straight through the opponent’s abdomen.
He stepped forward half a pace.
Bent his body.
Then kicked.
His foot smashed into Lord Killing Eyes’ face and launched him dozens of meters away.
Ivory Mask Lord remained standing.
Calm.
Steady.
Watching from behind his mask.
The remains of his armor crumbled into dust behind him.
Leaving him armorless.
Standing far away from his opponent.
"What an attack!"
One of the Lords shouted.
The crowd erupted instantly.
Ivory Mask Lord’s punch had carved a hole into his opponent’s body.
Lord Killing Eyes remained on the ground.
Breathing with difficulty.
Blood pooling around him like a lake.
"Did he...?"
Forest Sparrow whispered nervously.
"Not yet."
Black Lightning Lord answered beside her.
"It was a powerful blow."
"But..."
He paused.
Then added:
"He’s survived worse."
At that moment—
Lord Killing Eyes stood again.
Blood flowed from the corners of his mouth like two crimson streams.
His opponent stood far away.
Suddenly—
A white aura surrounded Lord Killing Eyes.
Growing denser.
Until a new armor covered his body.
"Armor?"
Ivory Mask Lord whispered.
"But..."
"His aura doesn’t feel like a unique armor."
"It’s just a normal one."
"Is he trying to defend himself?"
Forest Sparrow asked.
The answer came quickly.
"He’s being cautious."
Black Lightning Lord whispered.
"He knows that attack was most likely one of the unique armor’s properties."
Then he focused on his friend.
"That white armor..."
"He’s used it before."
"What is it?"
"Life Preservation Armor."
"It prevents any new bleeding."
"As long as he wears it, he won’t suffer from further complications."
Forest Sparrow leaned back into her chair.
Exhaling softly.
"Good."
"Now it’s his turn to win."
"That opponent is truly powerful."
"I haven’t seen Rehon struggle this much since the transfer."
Black Lightning Lord smiled faintly.
"I’d wager..."
"He’s enjoying himself right now."
Lord Killing Eyes extended both hands.
Two steam swords formed.
He took one step.
Then another.
Slowly advancing.
"Lord!"
Rehon shouted loudly.
"Thank you for this wonderful battle!"
"Let’s end this with one final attack!"
Ivory Mask Lord smiled.
"Why the rush?"
He replied.
Then retreated several meters.
---
"What a fighter."
I whispered.
"I punched a hole through him the size of a crater."
"And he’s walking around like nothing happened."
I sighed.
Then retreated further.
"His breathing has become steady."
"And his body stabilized after putting on that armor."
"Is it a healing armor?"
I wondered inwardly.
It didn’t matter.
It was time.
To finish this.
I extended both hands.
Two blade swords formed.
They didn’t shatter.
So—
I thought inwardly.
Perhaps he’s allowing them to remain.
Which means he has a way to deal with them.
He continued walking toward me.
Then I decided to advance as well.
One step from me.
One step from him.
Neither of us ran.
We both held our swords to the side.
Our eyes locked.
Then—
A sudden burst of speed.
Five.
Ten.
Twenty meters.
The distance shrank rapidly.
Then—
I smiled.
The two blades vanished.
A red aura wrapped around my body instantly.
Then...
The red armor appeared again.
"Property Number Two."
I whispered.
Suddenly—
I exploded forward at maximum speed.
Lord Killing Eyes barely managed to slow in shock.
His eyes widened completely.
He dug his feet into the ground.
Tilting his body to leap away.
"Now..."
"That’s a beautiful expression."
I whispered aloud from behind him.
I raised my left fist.
My speed was so great that he barely heard my voice before his eyes locked onto the powerful red aura gathering around my left arm.
"Fifty percent."
I whispered.
"GET AWAY!"
A voice roared from the distance.
I didn’t even know who shouted it.
But it was a calculated warning amidst the silence.
The aura of a Fourth-Rank Lord exploded around my fist.
And for the first time—
I unleashed Flame Art at half of its true power.
BOOOOOOOOOOM!
The explosion was violent.
The arena shook fiercely.
Dust swallowed everything.
And the voices of everyone were quiet, unlike usual.
Every spectator and every Lord...
Was waiting for the outcome hidden behind the cloud of dust.
I stood within it.
Unable to see anything.
But I was certain.
My opponent—
If he wasn’t dead...
Then he had undoubtedly lost.