Chapter 61 - Rising Up?

As I was about to leave, I glimpsed her jaw open slightly; I expected her to say something, but in the end she didn't or couldn't, I don't know.

I exited the library leaving Iris behind.

It's best not to get involved with her; the last time our conversation got a little heated, she showed up in my class looking for retaliation. She's unlikely to interfere with me now at least not any time soon that I've demonstrated some authority. But this isn't the end of it since after observing her, I've realized that she isn't one of them who gives up.

"Look, isn't it the infamous, Allen?" I heard an irritating sound from my right side.

"And isn't it the famous, Roy. If my memory serves me right aren't you the one who got his butt kicked? If I remember it correctly you lost consciousness after that, right?" I said out loud. Few other students were standing behind me. Is he trying to scare me with them?

that was the sound of one of the bystanders. The only reason that I said it out loud was for the by standers to hear it too. 

"…" he wasn't able to find a correct way to encounter it. He was completely at a loss of words.

"What happened? Don't know how to respond now? Why not ask your lackeys for help?"

*Twitch*

That did the trick. He looked pissed as well as the lackeys of his.

"Aren't you one cocky kid?" someone from the herd came forward.

"What are you doing?" another familiar person emerged from the crowd.

What's happening in this school? One by one someone is coming and most of all the problems revolve around me. That time in class that person attacked me out of the blue and today, he tried picking fight with me. It wouldn't take a genius to find out that all the things are moving around me.

"Lily, don't get between us," Roy said. As he said I noticed behind Lily it was the same person that attacked me last time. Is he also here to pick a fight with me?

"I'm not interfering with anyone. Everything that happens at school is relevant to me, so this time isn't any different than the others," she replied.

"Is that so? Then answer this, do you like Allen?" everyone fell silent. Roy asked a ridiculous thing. I have known Lily for only a couple of weeks. What does he intend to do with this?

"W-what are you saying…?" her ears were turning bright red.

"So, is it true or not? Otherwise you wouldn't try to take his side," Roy said. What is he saying? If a person take's someone's side does that mean the person likes the other?

"I-I'm his friend," she said, "Yes, that's right! I'm his friend and I am going to help him. Wouldn't you have does the same thing if it was one of your friend? Or you only help those who you like?"

"Why is Lily taking Allen's side?"

"Does she really like Allen?

"Maybe she do, that's why she is trying to take his side. I mean who would ever help Allen?"

I appreciate it that Lily is willing to take my side but I don't really okay when it affects the person tries to help me.

"Roy, if you have a problem with me, target at me instead of at Lily, i.e., if you've got the courage to do it?" I tried provoking him.

"What did you say…?!" that did the trick.

"I guess you're just full of words," I said haughtily.

"Don't try me, Allen," he looked totally pissed right now. I just need to pressure him a little bit.

"I guess then you really are just full of words…"

"Allen…!" he charged at me. But it doesn't affect me since he fell right into my trap.

He was already defeated the minute he attempted to pick a fight with me.

If I'm guessing it right, the reason he is aiming at me and above most of all resorting to violence is because he needs to pick up his shattered pride and ego and make a new one or make it look like it wasn't fully destroyed.

The battle back then most likely appeared to be a one-sided match after a certain point, to the point where he lost consciousness. This person who is now approaching me with the sole intention of restoring his tarnished image. I could have tried to back down and leave it right here but why would I pass up such a wonderful opportunity?

I believe in the notion that if you cannot bear the same suffering that you have given another person, you should not do it. So, I'm just returning him what he had earned it. It's Karma…

He outstretched his left making a fist. If that would to hit me directly it could be dangerous but only that was only if it was to hit me. Instead of blocking my right side I guarded my left hemisphere.

His fight with Mike made it clear that if he is going for a win, he doesn't play around. He use only his dominant arm.

The moment he raised his left arm I knew for sure that his left arm was a ruse, at that instant I observed his right leg pointing in my way, so instead of getting caught in his ploy, I was able to saw straight through it all.

"Nice doing saving this but what will you do about this one?" he said as he took one step back and flung his right fist at me.

In response to it, I blocked the attack with one of my free hand.

He was surprised seeing this somehow. I mean his punch was so-so only so what is there to be amazed about? Is it a big deal that I stopped his attack?

He freed his trapped fist but I wasn't letting it go that easily.

Seeing this astounded him.

I was just waiting for the right opportunity to do so. The moment he put a little bit more force I let go and he was about to fall on the floor but still managed it to stay up. It would be good seeing him fall on the ground.

In rage he again came at me but this time instead of using his left arm he used his other hand. This time he is serious.

I immediately backed up, but he wasn't letting me contemplate, or so he believed. He kept throwing punches, and I make it appear as though I'm barely evading them.

It's a little detail, so hardly one notices it, but if we put a particular amount of energy into our fist with the intention of hitting, we're likely to put in more than the needed quantity, resulting in the consumption of stamina.

The same thing is happening to Roy right now. He isn't a professional so he is unconsciously doing the same thing right now.

The proof to that theory is that his breathing is beginning to stagger. His punch velocity, speed isn't the same as before.

"What are you doing? Can't you do something else that just evading?" he said it while he also backed down to regain his composure again.

"Saying a man who haven't even able to touch me once," I said, "Is it that you are exhausted and now to beat me you're trying to get inside my head? If that's what you were thinking then, it failed, miserably."

"AARRGHHH!"

"If you are going to come at me, at least don't shout," I said.

He came to charging again. He must be looking down at me. But this time I wasn't planning on playing defense. Just defeating him isn't good enough. I will only stop after shattering every single thing he has. Pride, ego, reputation? Yes all.

First, he was never able to touch me, even once. Second the one time I retaliate he will look like a complete fool.

He thought that through me he could climb up again but he forgot that to do that he need more than just raw strength that is still lower than me.

*Tap*

When we were approximately three feet apart, in response to his earlier question I stretched my right leg, established a 60-degree angle, and tapped his left knee.

While running it's natural that our knees bend but what happens when it suddenly goes back to its original position through the use of external use? An enormous amount of pain rushes throughout the leg.

But to confirm for sure I'll know it right now.

"AAAA…" he stopped in his track and sat on the spot in an instant, holding his knee. It's true the pain is real.

"Looks like I can do just more than just evading," I said to his face as he was glaring at me.

For a moment the whole floor fell silent. Every single of them were looking at me not with those daggering eyes as they used to but all of theirs eyes were filled with suspicion. 

TO BE CONTINUED…