Chapter 272 The 8th Platform Competition (3)

The moment the ball thrown by Hartmut arrived a few millimeters away from Lothur's blue shield; this item shone in that same color while its metallic appearance changed.

This change occurred in a fraction of a second when Hartmut's ball came closer to the shield, changing its metallic appearance to a rubbery one.

While everyone present was waiting for Lothur's shield to explode and for him to suffer brutally from Hartmut's vicious attack, the ball in question hit that blue item and, after a millisecond, returned from whence it came.

"What?" Hartmut's eyes almost popped out of their sockets as he saw his ball coming back at him with almost the same launching power!

At the same time as this, people in the surrounding area rose from their places to see the decisive move of this match, Lothur's surprising counterattack.

The cultivation world was diverse in many ways but could not compare to Earth's creativity and stories. Because of this, Lothur could more easily think of alternatives like that, surprising the entire audience there.

Since Lothur believed that the best defense was offense, he naturally used a single move to protect himself from the enemy attack and still create a danger to such a person.

But he had not done this blindly. No, when he was making his formations, Lothur had observed the inscriptions used by his opponent through his visual ability. Because of this, he knew that such a ball would not explode when it hit something, so he programmed his shield to reflect the enemy attack!

Thus, Hartmut had no choice but to quickly grab his shield and try to protect himself however he could, as he was the one who knew most about the power of that attack!

'Damn it!'

'That ball will greatly weaken my defenses...' He wailed as his attack finally hit his shield, while that item glowed to become more solid, like a concrete wall.

Boom!

A distinct sound broke from the point of collision, with the ball in question crumpling the blue 'wall' formed by the defensive formation on that shield.

"Not bad..." Lothur commented with a smile on his face before throwing the ball he had set his offensive formation.

In that instant, Hartmut trembled in fear, not knowing if he could handle the enemy attack, even if his shield had not been totally destroyed.

The match referee also prepared to act if he had to, sensing that Lothur's blow might go beyond the platform's limits and reach the audience.

Then the audience in their seats saw the ball slowly flying toward Hartmut, glowing like a bomb about to explode.

'Shit...' The young formations master cursed Cedric and that fellow's uncle when the bomb thrown by Lothur exploded 1 meter away from him.

BOOM!

Blue flames left that little ball, as the fragments of it turned into razor-sharp blades, which flew in different directions from the focus of the explosion.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Hartmut screamed in pain as the blue flames melted his shield while some fragments penetrated different parts of his body.

At the same time, the match referee promptly triggered the barriers around the fighting platform, inducing the building of a significant blue square-shaped barrier around it.

Because of this barrier, every single projectile created by the explosion of Lothur's ball was stopped, not hitting the startled crowd.

As for Lothur, he skillfully protected himself from his attack by using the shield in his right hand.

With that, Lothur was left standing at the end of this confrontation while Hartmut cried out in pain, already fallen to the ground.

After a brief moment of silence, the match referee announced the result. "Lothur Ritter, representing the Frost family, wins this match!"

"Add a point to the Frost family!" He said as he looked at other referees outside the fighting platform, causing the ranking in the surroundings to change subtly.

[... 18a. Frost Family: 03...]

"Wow! He truly won!"

"Lothur won! The good-for-nothing from the Frost family was not eliminated!"

"Unbelievable! This guy was hiding this whole time!"

"Haha, I knew it. Such a handsome man couldn't have bad talent! Heaven wouldn't be so unfair!" A teenage girl said this while looking at Lothur with a sparkle in her eyes.

Everyone recognized Lothur's attractiveness. But most of the cultivators and relevant people in this city would despise him for his low talent, even considering that quality.

But by showing that he was not useless, Lothur was making many people who would not be fooled just by his appearance more favorable to him.

However, this was only for part of the people in that place. Others felt even more anger and contempt towards Lothur, feeling the injustice of the heavens and how much he deserved to get beaten.

'Damn bastard!' Cedric clenched his fists as he knelt on the ground, angrily punching with one of his arms.

At the same time, Kai had an expression on his face that was as dark as night, feeling like he had eaten shit.

"How can this be happening?" He muttered in a low voice, feeling the 'cold shower' that Lothur had gifted him. "Where did this brat get these abilities from? How? Why?"

His subordinate said nothing to his boss, understanding why Kai was so shocked by Lothur's performance. 'This enemy should have a bunch of seals on his body... But, sigh, how did he manage to learn anything like that?'

But as their group watched Lothur descending victoriously from that platform, Viktoria smiled as she looked at her husband.

'He's truly very good... I hadn't believed everything he and Anna said before, but now my eyes are open.' She thought to herself, feeling good to have Lothur by her side and very proud of everything she had done with him.

Women were naturally attracted to the social success of their mates, an instinct of theirs. That raised her partner's attractiveness to potential competitors and would allow him to have others instead of her. But even with that possibility, what would that mean if he stayed with her? That she was unique!

Women did not like men who cheated on them, but they loved those who could do so!

As such, the attraction of a mate's success could not be easily measured, and seeing her husband doing so well, Viktoria could not help but hug him in happiness at seeing him return to her.

Annaliese was also just as happy as her older sister, even more so considering that she had watched much of Lothur's progress.

"Congratulations, Lothur!" She hugged him along with her sister, drawing even more hateful glances in this young man's direction.

Lothur felt the invisible arrows coming toward him and smiled, looking at the people in the surrounding area as if he was scorning them while he enjoyed his privileges.

'I don't even need to use my predecessor's arrogance to stimulate the effects of hate on my Physical anymore, hehe. All I have to do is take care of my women in public, and a dozen losers will hate me.' He laughed as he intimately held the waists of those two.

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