Weak Constitution? I Instead Created The Mage System - Chapter 39

Chapter 39 Entering The Top Three

The truth was just as Roger had thought. His opponent was a fool who only had looks. He was like a baby holding a submachine gun on the street. He looked powerful, but he was actually useless.

In the face of Roger’s fierce attack, the opponent still seemed to resist in the beginning beneath Roger’s light attacks.

However, after Roger had thoroughly observed his opponent’s water-elemental breathing technique, he directly used a Flame Slash to put his opponent on the ground, winning this joke of a battle.

After Roger defeated his opponent, he slowly walked to his opponent’s side and said,

“When fire is raging, water can’t cover it and extinguish it. When the water floods a mountain, fire can’t evaporate it nor

extinguish it.

That’s why there’s no absolute counter

between water and fire. The weaker will be the

one being countered.”

After saying that, Roger walked down the ring and returned to the stands to wait for the next battle.

On the arena, the opponent who was already injured by Roger thought that Roger was humiliating him after hearing Roger’s words. He was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted in the arena.

After this joke-like battle, Roger continued to fight a few more battles. Although some of his opponents were strong and some were weak, they were all the same in Roger’s eyes.

Apart from their unique breathing techniques, their strength was nothing in Roger’s eyes. After thoroughly analyzing their opponent’s breathing techniques, he immediately killed them and threw them out of the ring.

As the number of people fighting reached eight-hundred, even if they fought non-stop until seven in the evening, only the top ten people, including Roger, could be separated.

As the sky was getting dark and the top ten had already gone through six hours of battle, watching the battle, everyone was starting to get sluggish.

Hence, after Bruce announced the top ten, the battles were stopped and all the participants were dismissed. The final winner would be decided the next day.

After Bruce gave his order, Roger took the queue number for tomorrow’s match and left the Royal Academy. After returning to the inn and having a good meal, he went back to his room and fell asleep.

The bright moon went into seclusion, and the scorching sun rose from the east.

The morning peak’s sunlight shone through the window, waking up Roger from his deep sleep.

After waking up, Roger washed his face with ice water and wolfed down some food before heading straight to the assessment location.

As today was only the day of the top ten’s battle, there were only the ten of them, Bruce, and two assessment auxiliary officers in the entire assessment venue.

Bruce stood on the high platform, and after sweeping his gaze across the ten people in the arena, he said with a smile,

“It seems that you all had a good rest yesterday

and are in good spirits today.

I’m not a long-winded person, so I’ll get

straight to the point.

Today’s battle of the top ten would still be

conducted in pairs. The remaining five would

draw lots to decide who to fight.

The final battle would be a three-way free-for-all, and whoever stood on the arena at

the end would be the final winner.

Now that I’ve finished explaining the rules, I hereby announce that the second round of the assessment, the battle of the top ten, will now

begin!”

After Bruce finished speaking, the ten people in the arena, each went up to their respective rings and began the battle for the top five.

Roger’s opponent this time was a cultivator of a fire-based breathing technique, a variant of the Lava Breathing Technique.

Moreover, the opponent this time was similar to Red Hound, one of the three great generals

of the navy, in terms of combat style and

personality.

Faced with such an opponent, Roger was instantly interested.

“I’m Moroge. I’ve seen your battles. Your fire

attacks are very powerful, but my lava isn’t that easy to deal with either.

Therefore, if you want to use the strength that

you used to deal with those idiots against me, you might end up in a bad spot.

Bring out your full strength and let us have good fight.”

Roger had always been someone who reciprocated how he was treated. Toward polite opponents, Roger was still very gentle.

“No problem. I’m just afraid you won’t be able

to handle it.”

Moroge was not offended by Roger’s response. Instead, after laughing, he said to Roger, “Come at me, I’ll take all of it. If I can’t take it

and die, I deserve it.”

Upon hearing Moroge’s answer, Roger

suddenly found the other party was very interesting. He decided not to restrain himself too much, just as Moroge wanted. After the two of them were ready, Moroge

couldn’t hold back his desire to fight and attacked Roger first.

Moroge’s attack method was the same as

Moroge’s. They both used close-range combat techniques to fight.

With hot, viscous lava attached to his fists and

feet, he launched a close-range battle against Roger.

Roger also chose to use the same method to respond to Moroge’s close-range attack. After using the fire spell, Armor of Flames, to

protect his body, he met Moroge’s fist with his

own.

Looking at Roger, who dared to fight him head-on, Moroge was very excited.

Ever since he had cultivated the Magma Breathing Technique, all his attacks would be imbued with magma. Although his attacks were

much more powerful, only his father dared to engage in close combat with him, other than the savage beasts.

Now, Roger could do it too, and he was not

even a relative of his family, which made Moroge very surprised.

Then, Moroge exerted 30% more strength than before. He wanted to enjoy this battle.

However, as the battle went on, Moroge became more and more frightened. No matter how he attacked, Roger had a way to counterattack.

Moreover, in the face of his attacks, Roger

seemed to be able to block them with ease every time, as if it was effortless. This made Moroge feel even more humiliated.

He felt that Roger was just playing with him and had not used his full strength.

Half an hour after the battle started, Moroge couldn’t stand Roger’s perfunctory attitude anymore. His eyes were red as he roared at

Roger, “Roger, do you look down on me that much? Attack with all your might, you bastard! Even if I’m defeated, I want to be defeated by you fair and square!”

Roger didn’t continue to suppress his power in

response to Moroge’s angry roar. Instead, he

prepared to attack with all his might and kill Moroge in one blow.

Now

After all, he was only collecting information on the Magma Breathing Technique earlier. that he had finished collecting all the information, and Moroge had asked him to attack with all his might, he would just do as

he wished.

After Roger released his suppressing power, he punched Moroge a hundred times with all his

might, causing Moroge to fall to the ground. Moroge couldn’t get up anymore, and he stopped attacking.

Moroge, who was lying on the stage, didn’t feel any resentment toward Roger. Instead, he

accepted his defeat.

He endured the pain and said to Roger,

“Roger, I didn’t expect you to be so strong. Indeed, there’s always someone better. This time, I was not strong enough. Next time, I’ll

definitely claim revenge.” Roger wasn’t surprised by Moroge’s words. He

said to Moroge,

“Come on then, work hard. I’ll wait for you to

defeat me next time.” After receiving Roger’s reply, Moroge could no his injured body and fainted on

longer support

the ring.

Roger was fond of such an opponent. Although

Moroge’s strength was not as good as his, her personality of admitting defeat and not saying

a word was well-received by Roger. If Moroge continued to act like this and continually improved himself, it was not

impossible to take him in.