Chapter 139 PAAA!

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Chapter 139 PAAA!

Atticus calmly watched William get on his feet, showing no signs of impatience. There was no need to rush; he was going to take his time.

William struggled to stop his hands from trembling. Shaking off the dizziness, he tightened his grip on his sword, which seemed to work as his hands stopped trembling slightly. He turned his gaze towards Atticus, his eyes filled with complete fury.

'I couldn't see his movements,' William thought. No matter how hard he tried to remeber, he couldn't see Atticus's movements.

William's gaze swept through the hall, where everyone watched the battle with rapt attention, further intensifying his anger towards Atticus.

William gritted his teeth and decided, 'I have to go full power.'

The ground in the hall wasn't made of earth he could manipulate yet; it was made of marble.

William still possessed a level one elemental bloodline, which meant that his connection to the earth element was still subpar. He only had the ability to control and manipulate earth in its more natural and typical form, such as soil, rocks, or dirt.

As individuals with elemental bloodlines progress and level up, their abilities often expand and grow more versatile.

This was a major weakness for individuals with an earth bloodline element, but one easily solved by the advent of storage space. n//OVelBIn

There was a significant chance that there wouldn't be earth where an earth elemental would be fighting, especially during an abrupt fight. That was why people with earth bloodlines always stored earth in their storage space, and William was no exception.

Focusing on his storage ring, a massive block of earth materialized in front of William. He reached out and, channeling the power of his earth bloodline, commanded the earth to envelop and shield his entire body.

The earth swirled and molded itself to conform to his form, encasing him from his legs up to his arms and torso. A line of earth traced from his neck to his head, forming a solid helmet.

He paid special attention to reinforcing the earth around his cheeks, layering it to ensure additional protection. The only spaces he left untouched were for his joints, allowing for unrestricted movement.

Normally, seeing someone so young with amazing control over their bloodline element would have astonished many in the hall.

However, because of a particular 10 year old boy, their expectations had been unknowingly raised. No one even batted an eye at William's display of skill.

PAAA!

The sound echoed throughout the hall, each impact reverberating like a thunderclap.

Then came another fierce slap,

PAAA!

Followed by yet another,

PAAA!

Each blow intensifying in its savagery. With each slap, William's head was mercilessly pressed into the floor, each time sounding as devastating as the last, each time pushing William's head further into the floor.

The whole hall watched in silence as Atticus slapped the living daylights out of William, who couldn't even do anything to fight back. None uttered a word; only the reverberating sound of Atticus relentless slaps echoed in the hall.

PAAA!

PAAA!

PAAA!

PAAA!

William had long since lost his grip on reality. He had immediately wanted to beg for mercy after the third slap, but Atticus didn't even give him a chance to.

He didn't stop for even a second; he just kept delivering slaps upon slaps on William's cheeks with no end in sight.

Just when it seemed that Atticus wasn't going to stop and the host wanted to intervene, Atticus ceased his slapping and stood up straight.

William's cheeks had already absorbed a barrage of slaps, rendering them swollen and discolored, resembling a grotesque, oversized block of purple dough, disfigured and painful to behold.

Then, everyone watched as Atticus simply walked away and headed towards the trainee section, sitting down on his seat nonchalantly as if the current situation had nothing to do with him.