Chapter 168: Nadia Alneith [3]
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Amon exhaled, the coating of blood breaking down.
Nadia, who slammed against the wall creating a small crater, fell on the ground, unconscious.
The referee looked at her with bulging eyes.
It was understandable.
Nobody had expected for this to happen.
Not only was Nadia an extremely talented and strong energy clovist, she was winning the whole time in the battle.
So...
How did a Blood elemental clovist defeat her?
Nobody knew but it was right in front of their eyes but they weren't able to believe it.
The referee, realizing the silence, quickly composed himself and raised his hand.
"THE WINNER AND SECOND FINALIST IS AMON ASHFORD!!"
Silence. Nobody was still able to speak.
Amon didn't mind it though.
He preferred it like that.
His gaze wandered to his hand and he opened and clenched it.
'This is so broken...' He thought, recalling the moment when Nadia's energy ball dissipated into nothingness.
This was a question that was still on everyone's mind.
How was he able to cancel out such a strong attack? Especially using Blood.
Was it his familiar art?
But they must have previously thought that his eye ability was his familiar art.
And it actually was.
The reason why her energy ball broke down was....
Because of his mana art.
His mana art was called [Mana Scatter].
It was an art that allowed him to intercept, interrupt and scatter the flow of mana in any attack or being.
In this way, he could cancel any attack or being from making an attack which made it an ultimate surprise move.
Something that enabled him to defeat Nadia in one hit.
Just canceling one move and taking the opponent by surprise at a crucial movement could result in their death.
Of course, the art also had its fair share of limitations.
For one, the more focused the user was on their attack or mana, the harder it was to disrupt the flow.
This was why, if he hadn't destroyed Nadia's focus for a subtle moment there then [Mana Scatter] wouldn't have worked.
Definitely not in the early stages of the art.
The second limitation was of course the range in which you could disrupt an attack.
For now, in the early stage, he could only disrupt when he was in the distance of at least 5 meters of his target.
Currently, she was wearing a white coat with a beautiful black rose patterned dress that
accentuated the curves of her body.
Looking at her smile, he instantly knew that it was a tired smile.
Someone like him was able to instantly recognize it.
"Hey, long time no see." He smiled and raised a hand back.
"Indeed." She came before him.
The last time they talked was during the familiar ceremony after all.
Even though they were the same height, she was a little taller because of her heels.
"I enjoyed the battles, you were great out there." She praised him with a genuine smile.
Amon reciprocated but raised his brows.
"You were there?"
She nodded.
"I was there during a walk so I thought to check it out. This is the first time I saw you fighting
though."
"Oh, nice."
"And I never expected you to be this strong, it betrays your current rank." She said with a
surprised face.
Amon laughed.
"It's nothing much. Thanks for watching my fight though." He thanked her.
"Mhm." She nodded with a cheerful face.
"Oh, are you here to eat something?" she asked, noticing the stall.
"Yeah, I have my final battle in a few minutes, I thought of eating something. Want to join?"
He asked.
"Sure, I was here for the same thing."
Amon smiled and got into the queue with her behind him.
"I can see that you are tired."
She raised her brows but eventually gave him a subtle tired smile.
"Just...this cultural festival, it's a little hectic."
"I'm sure you'll do just fine." Amon answered instantly, before turning to finally order
something.
Amelia, who was a little down raised her brows at his answer.
She looked surprised.
"Oh, you think so?"
"Yeah, don't worry about it." He gave her a thumbs-up.
"You..." Amelia stared at his back with surprise as he ordered.
"Thanks.." She thanked him, a subtle smile on her face.
"No problem."