Chapter 643 Safa The Genius (Part 2)

Chapter 643 Safa The Genius (Part 2)

Kaylie continued to block the attacks as best as she could, moving her arms from side to side she could feel them getting numb each time.

'I know it, I've lost my chance... if I wanted to do something, then I should have dived in at the beginning and used my Qi to attack, but now I barely have enough Qi to defend!' Kaylie started to think.

Meanwhile, her opponent was like that of a well-oiled machine, constantly attacking bit by bit, and then, the strength in Kaylie's arms had almost completely weakened. She was slow in raising her sword to block an attack, and the spear hit her in the head once again.

It then quickly swirled around and hit her from the other side. Kaylie went to brace herself for a third attack, but the third attack never came, and instead, Safa just pulled back her spear to her side.

Kaylie wondered for a moment, why didn't the attacks continue, and then she noticed something.

'With those two attacks at any point in time, she could have used the sharp spear end... but she didn't. The middle stage warriors watching, they haven't been intervening even though I could have suffered from death.

'Probably an order from their Light Faction superiors, a death of a Demonic Faction Student isn't a big deal to them. The only reason why I'm alive is that this student doesn't wish to kill me.'

Knowing this thought in her mind, she had come to a decision and placed her sword down by her side.

"I have lost this match, I no longer have the Qi to continue this fight, I forfeit," Kaylie said.

For a moment, Kaylie thought she would feel shame, but the moment the match was announced as over, there was a large amount of cheers coming from the crowd as well as a round of applause.

The crowd had truly enjoyed watching the two women fight, showing their skills and techniques, and the passion that Kaylie showed in not giving up. It was great entertainment for them, and the crowd didn't want Kaylie to feel disheartened by the result.

The two contestants gave each other a bow and started to head right back.

'I didn't use any of my magic... I have improved a lot,' Safa thought to herself. 'Amir was a good teacher to us all. Raze, you can see it right, with our strength now, all of us, we can help you, we won't keep you down like we did before... you haven't even begun to see the true strength we have yet.' Safa smiled to herself as she made her way back.

Of the first round of the singles event, there were two matches left, and the next matchup had been announced, it was Simyon, against Brack.

"Brack!" Sha Mo said in a loud booming voice that stopped his student before he exited from the viewing area.

"If you don't win this match, and lose at the first hurdle, then don't even bother coming back to the Behemoth Clan."

"I have to win this fight... I have to... otherwise, I'll get kicked out of the Behemoth Clan... and then what, what is my family meant to do! I have to win this!" Brack said as he charged forward.

This time, Simyon didn't even have to block, as he stepped to the side and a fist was planted in his face, sending him back and his body crashing to the floor.

The middle stage warriors had seen enough.

"The fight is over, Simyon is the winner."

"No!" Brack shouted, getting to his feet, his face was almost unrecognizable with his nose bent to the side and covered in blood. "I can still fight... I can still."

When Brack went to walk, he had nearly fallen over. The middle stage warrior stood between the two and just shook his head at him.

With nothing else he could do, all Brack could do was head back to the Demonic Faction location. Walking over, his footsteps were heavy, he had swayed side to side.

Brack didn't even hear the cheers of encouragement the crowd gave him, for continuing to fight even though he clearly was the weaker man, because he just feared what was going to happen when he returned.

The moment he set foot inside, Sha Mo was the first to speak to him before anything.

"Did you think my words were those of lies?" Sha Mo asked. "You, and anyone who has a blood relation to you, are no longer a part of the Behemoth Clan."

At that moment, it was almost as if those words were what had broken Brack. It caused his legs to give in, he fell to the floor, and more blood had poured from his mouth.

His upper body was heavy.

"My... family... I'm the only warrior from my family... what are they... meant to do."

As Brack's upper body felt too heavy for him, he saw it leaning forward and his face dropping to the ground, just before someone had caught him, and it was a person Brack would have never expected.

"Ja... Jake." Brack said.

"If you need somewhere, then the Crimson Crane are always looking for talented people like you," Raze said.