Second World Novel

After Wong left the arena, Domon and Leavemealone got up from their seats and left to continue their training. Despite Leavemealone trying to not show it in his expression, Jack could see the guy's tense gaze.

Jack himself had his concern. All three heavenly enforcers were no simple players. They all had one thing in common throughout their matches, their opponents didn't manage to land a single hit. He wondered if his friends could prevent at least two of these three from winning the first place?

While he was wondering, the fourth match of the day started.

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Archer Section Match 2

Audrey, level 46 Gunner (dwarf) Vs Anotherday, level 46 Hidden Weapon Specialist (elf)

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Audrey was a girl dwarf who carried a large shotgun with two hands. Anotherday was still wearing the long coat like the one Jack had met him with the first time. It covered half of his lower face and also concealed much of his body. No one saw if he was holding a weapon or not.

Audrey didn't bother to ask whether her opponent was ready or not. Once Pallas announced the start of the match, she lifted her shotgun and got into a kneeling position, activating her Shooting Stance. At the same time, a creature that looked like a combination of a hedgehog and a badger appeared by her side.

Audrey took her shot. Anotherday zipped to the side with fast movement half a second before the trigger was pulled. His coat flapped open, four daggers flew out, indicating his Flying Dagger skill was at least level 15 already.

The number of daggers was too many, Audrey was forced to abandon her Shooting Stance as she attempted to evade. She dodged two daggers in her hasty jump. Another she blocked using her shotgun before hitting her face. The last one stabbed her right leg.

Audrey gritted her teeth as she endured the pain. She used her Drone skill. The small floating machine appeared and hovered towards Anotherday as it shot bullets. Her spiked badger, in the meantime, was chasing after Anotherday. It occasionally shot spikes from its body. Audrey also resumed shooting.

Anotherday never stopped running. With three opponents shooting range attacks at him, it was a miracle he was not yet full of holes. But a Hidden Weapon Specialists boasted the fastest movement speed amongst the Archer's elite classes, even faster than a Beastmaster.

Yet, dealing with attacks from these many fronts, Anotherday couldn't shake all of them off. He didn't just take them passively though, he continued throwing his flying daggers whenever its short cooldown was up. Mixed in between the thrown daggers were Ranger's Throw Weapon and Archer's Precise Shot skill, also using his dagger. His daggers flew non-stop.

Audrey was less agile compared to Anotherday. She also couldn't aim while moving at high speed as Anotherday did. So, despite her having more helpers, she still received more hits compared to Anotherday. The repeated hit by the daggers had triggered the Bleed effect.

In her frustration, she threw a grenade at Anotherday, hoping the explosion could halt his running. But Anotherday's dagger struck the grenade mid-flight, causing it to bounce away and exploded elsewhere.

Anotherday threw his boomerang. The weapon flew at an arc. He had positioned himself at an angle where the boomerang's flight path hit Audrey, her drone, and her pet. Audrey suffered from the Dizzy effect after getting hit by the boomerang.

In her daze state, Anotherday threw his Concealed Needle. Thirty needles that were almost invisible due to their thinness filled the air. Jack had learned from Peniel that the Concealed Needle at its first level only had ten needles. Every level would add one needle to the skill. This meant Anotherday's Concealed Needle was at its maximum level already.

The thirty needles riddled Audrey's body. Each of these needles dealt small damage, but if all thirty hit, the accumulated damage was enormous. Anotherday's control over his throw granted clean hits on all thirty needles, emptying Audrey's HP bar.

Anotherday had won. Yet, Jack saw a dissatisfied expression on his face. Jack saw him steal a glance at the audience. Jack looked at where he was glancing and saw Ronald sitting there.

'I see…,' Jack thought. Anotherday had tried to limit his attacks to only his Flying Daggers. He didn't even use his pet in the match, probably he wanted to prove that he could win a match as easily as Ronald. But seeing his HP going down, Anotherday had decided to use two other skills to secure victory. He didn't want to end up losing the match just to prove something.

Next was the last individual match of the day.

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Mage Section Match 2

Searing, level 46 Elementalist (vampire) Vs Rudeflower, level 46 Warlock (elf)

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The two magic users stood inside the arena. Once the match begin, the two started shooting Mana Bullet and Energy Bolts. The two seemed to have learned from yesterday's Mage section match. None of them begin the match by casting spells with complex spell formation. They went further and cast basic spells which needed no casting time instead.

Seeing the basic spells incoming, the two used Magic Shield to protect themselves. The two then stared at each other for a second. As if having an understanding, the two started forming spell formations.

The match was again being reduced to who could cast faster. They both cast elite spells with the fewest runes and completed the spells in almost the same time.

Fireball shot out from Searing's staff while a crimson rope was formed on Rudeflower's staff. The rope lashed out at Searing while his Fireball seared Rudeflower's body. Rudeflower endured the pain from the burning while her concentration stayed on her Hell Whip.

The whip successfully latched at Searing. The Elementalist tried to move away when the whip came, but his movement speed was too slow to make any meaningful dodge. The Hell Whip started coiling around his body and bound him.

Using the advantage when her opponent was restrained, Rudeflower cast another spell. An ominous gate came burst out of the floor next to Searing, its doors facing him. Searing was terrified seeing the gate. He knew what this gate was. It was Hell Gate, if he stayed in this position, he would suffer the chaos damage when the gate opened.

Searing was still bound by Hell Whip. He tried jumping away from the gate, but the whip restrained much of his movement. The gate opened and a torrent of chaotic energy burst forth, hitting Searing.

He fell to the floor from the force. When he was still reeling, two hellhounds came out of the gate. The hellhounds immediately pounced at him.

The Hell Whip duration finally ended and he was free. But when he looked over at Rudeflower, he found out that she had been casting five runes spell.

"F*ck…," Searing uttered as Hellish Explosion took effect above him. He and the two hellhounds were engulfed by the massive explosion. Rudeflower didn't care if her spell damaged her own minions. The two hellhounds were there to pin her opponent down until she completed her spell.

When the explosion subsided, Searing's body was lying on the floor unmoving.

The last individual match of the day ended with the victory on the Warlock of the elven race.

Pallas told everyone to take a twenty-minute break before returning for the team match. Jack and Paytowin again went down to enjoy the snacks and refreshments during the break.

Jack looked to the spectators and saw the three heavenly enforcers stay at their seats. These three were certainly not nervous, but it seemed that they didn't bother to mingle nor enjoy the hospitality of the host.

Jack saw his grandfather's friend, Jet Hung, among the crowd that came down for the snacks.

"Uncle Jet! Enjoying the snacks?" Jack asked as he approached.

"Yeah, these snacks are good. Better than our real-life ones even, I must say. Gotta enjoy it since it's free," Jet replied.

"You don't seem nervous at all. Aren't the next match yours?"

"Yesterday before your match, you also didn't seem nervous at all."

"That's because I'm sure I will win."

"Well, same here."

"Ahaha, now that's the bragging uncle Jet I remember," Jack said with a laugh.

"What bragging? That is what's going to happen!" Jet uttered while never stopping munching at the snacks he could get his hands on.

"If you win, you will be going up against my team next," Jack said.

"That's right. Looking forward to beating your team," Jet said.

"Really? You watch my team match yesterday, didn't you?" Jack asked.

"I did," Jet answered.

"If you think your martial arts can win against me. I have to warn you, I've defeated my grandfather before."

"I know, he told me."

"He did?"

"He did. He is rather proud of you, you know. Nevertheless, he thinks you need more improvements still."

"And you still think you can beat me?"

Jet smiled. While walking away, he said, "just don't feel too bad when it happens, eh, Jack boy?"

Jack watched Jet leave, questions filling his mind.