121 Balls of Steel 3

"Y-yeah, he really does…" Mason replied, still unable to believe his eyes. 

For the next few minutes, the crowd stared at the fight in awe and complete silence, at how the tides of the fights suddenly shifted with the introduction of one skill, how graceful and effortless Moby's moves looked, sweat running down their face with a bad feeling running down their spines and in their wallets. 

"What the fuck are you doing Leon! Do you know how much I bet on you! You better not lose!"

"Stop playing around and crush him already! Your power level is so much higher! What the fuck is your stupid ass you doing!"

"If you lose, I swear I will take my money back by force from the other half of your net worth that you are not betting! This is insane!"

'Fuck! What the hell is going on! At the start of the fight I was playing and tossing him around like he was a ragdoll but now I can't even seem to touch him! Shit! I only have 30 seconds left! My life is ruined!' Leon inwardly cursed, sensing that his impending defeat is near. 

Spencer, Leon's dad, was watching everything from the stands almost ready to shit himself as his expression had changed by a complete 180 when Moby started using his glowing eyes. Not only will he lose half his net worth, but he would also lose his relationship with the entire Griffith family, and, he would be hated by the many rich and nobles who had bet good money on his son to win and would spite him for losing.

'F-fuck… I am done for…' Spencer inwardly cried as he saw the entire world crumble in front of his face, Mason, who was towering over him staring at him with a smile.

Then, suddenly, as 30 seconds past and Moby had dodged Leon's final barrage of attacks, he had finally transformed back into his human-sized state, holding his knees, heavily panting with buckets of sweat running down his entire body.

"Huh...Huh… I… Give…. U…." Leon said, trying to resign before he saw the face and glowing eyes of an absolute demon, like he was taking a peek into the depths of hell itself when he looked into them, making him stop his words mid-sentence out of absolute horror before simultaneously shitting and pissing himself.

He stared at the demon's spiky metal fists that lifted up and bolted towards his face like it was a blur with him not able to do anything about it as it made contact with his face at incredible speed.

"I am hereby declaring the winner as… My daughter's boyfriend, Moby Kane!" Mason announced, not being able to even believe his own words

"Whaaaatttt! Fuck! I lost 100 grand on this shit!"

"Haha! Losers! I am so lucky and glad I bet on the underdog!"

"No way this is real! Leon has never lost! And now he lost to an orphan nobody that had a much lower power level? I am having a hard time believing this!"

"Yeah! That's it! This match must have been rigged from the start! I should have expected as much!"

"I want my money back! The fight was totally rigged. Maybe it was just a plan by the head of the Griffith family to make his daughter's boyfriend look good in front of everyone!" A young, brave soul screamed.

What followed was a display of strength and authority, unlike anything Moby had ever seen before...

All of a sudden, a loud rumbling noise was heard from the upper stands where Mason Griffith was spectating the fight.

An aura and tentacles of shadow flowed and surrounded the arena making it hard to see and even properly breathe making many of the frightened, pale-faced spectators try their best to grasp for air, piss and shit themselves, and become unconscious.

Then, on top of the stands, a man surrounded in a full set of raging shadow armour, daggers in hand, with ominous glowing white eyes announced, making his voice echo into the souls of all the frightened, ghost-like spectators that dared not to talk or even take a step.

"How many times did I tell you this you sorry excuses for nobles! If your bet goes wrong don't come crying to me, or blame me right out of your ass. If you have any gripes with the results of the match then blame it on yourselves for betting on the wrong person! Does anyone have any questions or want to object?! I would be glad to hear them out!" Mason's almost otherworldly voice resounded around the room making the entire crowd go silent. 

"Good…" Mason said, transforming back into his previous state, removing his aura from around the arena before taking a seat back in his chair.

Abby and Alex who were standing right behind Mason's display of his authority felt power like they never felt before, making their faces sweat profusely, even if the shadowy aura was not affecting them most likely due to the fact that Mason did not have the intent of using it on them.

'T-that sure is some power… Just like all the other powerful people I try to inspect, It shows up with nothing but question marks…' Moby thought, cold sweat running down his face, swallowing a mouth full of saliva. 

'Yeah… I guess he is pretty strong,' Avilia nonchalantly commented making Moby even more frightened of Mason's power than before.

Seeing his strength up close was frightening. However listening to Avilia describe him as "Pretty strong," when she disregarded professor Leo's strength like he was a bug was a true testament to how powerful the head of one of the most powerful families in the country if not world truly was.