Chapter 338:A deadly Confession[2]

Chapter 338:A deadly Confession[2]

Gasping for breath, Ael struggled to steady himself, his knees buckling as he landed heavily on one.

"W-what just happened?" he mumbled.

But in the next instant, he suddenly felt a tingling sensation on his left cheek, and Ael slowly moved his hand toward that spot, his hand trembling as he moved.

As soon as his hand felt the now swollen left cheek, a surreal feeling completely engulfed Ael.

It was a feeling he had felt before in his life, but it had never been this intense before - complete and utter disbelief.

Did he just get... slapped?

On his cheek?

This was something Ael found hard, very hard to grapple with. No matter how much he thought about it, he just couldn't comprehend it, and he wasn't alone.

Su Lin and Gwen's jaws dropped to the ground. They were also shocked but they regained their sanity quickly.

Meanwhile, Ael just caressed his cheeks with a grumble.

Did he, the number one ranked genius get slapped?

As Ael came to this realization, he shakily turned his gaze upwards and instantly saw the cold, piercing blank eyes of Leon looking down at him.

This hurt his pride.

Since when did someone look down on him?

In his home tribe, no one dared to look down on him unless they had a death wish.

If Leon had heard his thoughts, he would probably say that every dog acts like a lion on his home turf.

Ael erupted.

Seeing this, Leon sighed and decided to talk out to calm this guy for a moment.

"Listen, boy, with the way you are reacting and judging from your face I understand something."

"First, you surely had some interest in the two girls but that's it, you haven't fallen head over heels to lose yourself. A part of the reason for your actions lies in the fact that you want to piss me off to challenge me..."

But the boy in question didn't even care. In fact, he didn't care about anything else anymore.

He only cared about one and only one person currently, and it was this same person that his seething gaze was focused on.

Ael didn't utter any words. There was no need to.

Leon had the guts to lay a hand on him; there could be no other option.

He wanted to fight him but got slapped.

It was unquestionable.

How dare that bastard touch his face.

He would make sure he regretted that action for the rest of his life.

Ael's body leaned forward abruptly, condensing a huge amount of power.

It seemed he would explode the very next second.

He suddenly exploded forward with tremendous force, the ground quaking beneath him as he propelled himself through the air.

A shockwave rippled outward from his departure point, leaving shimmering golden afterimages in his wake as he closed the distance between himself and Leon in the blink of an eye.

His hand clutched a radiant spear, its form gleaming with intense energy as he unleashed a ferocious thrust aimed directly at Leon's throat.

It was very obvious that Ael went for the kill from the start. He wasn't joking around.

But unfortunately for him, the one he was currently battling was Leon.

Leon's expression maintained its icy look.

Despite the fact that the speed Ael was currently moving at shouldn't be trackable with the naked eye, Leon's gaze followed Ael's every movement with such boredom, as though he were watching a turtle move.

Leon's movements were simple.

With perfect and calculated timing, Leon's form abruptly sidestepped, his movement so fast it looked as though he had teleported to Ael.

With Leon out of the way, Ael's deadly thrust met no target except the unfeeling air, and before Ael had time to muster up another attack, he suddenly found his vision covered by a hand.

Before Ael could react, Leon's firm hand gripped his head with such abruptness that Ael's gathered momentum was abruptly stopped, his torso and legs jerking forward as his head was halted.

And with a swift and deliberate swirl, Ael's form was brutally slammed onto the unforgiving floor.