Chapter 130: Sariel's Perfect Throw.

[Wyrward Family Secret Throwing Technique - Overlord Shall Bow To No One]

Sariel grabbed the incoming fist and threw Liroy away from him effortlessly.

*Bam*

Liroy landed on the ground on his butt— he kept blinking.

''Eh?'' He looked around him and saw him being 10 meters away from Sariel.

The audience went silent.

Michael, Rafael, and Ichiro widened their eyes.

Anax rubbed his eyes.

''W-W-What happened?''

Giron and Richard widened their eyes.

''… Perfect throw…'' Richard murmured.

''So this is his true strength…'' Giron murmured— he smiled.

'I guess we got a new kind of monsters this year… First it was Michael and Ichiro… Now Sariel…'

'His throw… Was perfect…' Ichiro thought with narrowed eyes, 'Way better than mine… How did he do that?'

Irwin grimaced, 'Bunch of monsters!'

Sariel slowly stood up and calmly looked at Liroy.

Liroy stood up.

His face was pale— he still didn't understand what had happened.

He only felt a hand barely touching his fist, and then he was flying in the air.

…

Somewhere in the World.

In Wyrward residence.

A group of 5 were watching the TV, which showed the tournament.

A handsome middle-aged man and a beautiful middle-aged woman were sitting together with gentle smiles on their faces. They are Sariel's parents.

The handsome middle-aged man's name is Sauron, and the beautiful middle-aged woman's name is Ariel.

A group of three was sitting on chairs— they are Sariel's siblings.

''Father… Sariel has again improved.'' A young man in his 20s said.

Sauron nodded gently, ''Throwing is the only thing he has mastered… And I am confident enough to say that he is better than me, but his other techniques lack a lot.''

''He is still young…'' Ariel gently smiled.

The young man nodded and narrowed his eyes while looking at the TV.

'I thought that I was supposed to be successor easily… Why did Sariel have to be born… He has always been their favorite son and so-called Heavenly Genius… What should I do…' The young man kept thinking.

Him becoming the new Patriarch of the Wyrward Family won't be as easy as he thought.

…

Sariel watched as Liroy kept retreating.

''Disappointing…'' Sariel murmured.

[Wyward Family Secret Movement Technique - Overlord Shall Catch Everyone]

Liroy blinked once and then saw Sariel's figure disappearing!

''Where?!'' Liroy anxiously looked around him.

But then… A loud shout came.

''BEHIND YOU!'' Anax shouted with a pale face.

Liroy turned his head in panic, but then he felt a fist approaching his face.

He kept blinking his eyes, but it looked like the fist had become massive!

'I-I will die…' Liroy kept thinking.

But Sariel's fist was ordinary— he only kept hallucinating.

*SMACK*

Sariel's fist contacted with Liroy's face, which sent him flying out of bounds.

*Bam*

Liroy landed outside of the arena, but he still didn't move.

His face looked pale, but he was still conscious.

But he didn't dare to move— too many thoughts were going on his mind.

''Match over! The winner is High School of Fighting's, Sariel!''

*CHEERS*

Anax lowered his head.

''C-Captain… Should we give up?''

Anax shook his head, ''No… If we give up, then our school's reputation is gone, especially because Nico and Liroy didn't leave a good impression on the audience… I have to do this.''

After those words, Anax jumped to the arena and stood a dozen meters away from Sariel.

''FIGHT!''

[Wyrward Family Technique - Whirlwind of Misery!]

Sariel attacked Anax's figure with familiar-looking tornado-like arms.

[Conquering Will!]

Anax went into a horse stance and unleashed his mighty-looking punch.

*BAM*

Anax's punch and Sariel's tornado punch collided.

Everyone thought that Sariel would win the collision, but…

Sariel's small tornados exploded after it contacted with Anax's punch.

[Conquerors Hope!]

Anax took one step forward and unleashed a hook punch!

[Wyrward Family Secret Throwing Technique - Bow Down To The Overlord]

Sariel grabbed the fist and slightly twisted it.

But it was enough to make Anax fall down on the ground.

''Eh?!'' Anax was shocked seeing him lying down on the ground.

Sariel raised his leg and stomped towards Anax's face!

Anax crossed his arms.

*BAM*

*CRACK*

''ARGHH!'' Anax cried out in agony.

He felt his arms getting broken after that powerful stomp.

But Sariel wasn't done.

He started unleashing his punches.

Anax couldn't do anything except block desperately.

''Captain!'' The members from Frozenland shouted anxiously.

''Anax…'' Liroy murmured.

Sariel ruthlessly kept hitting him.

Anax's face was already filled with despair, he felt his arms getting broken with a visible rate, and he only felt pain.

But then…

Sariel used his quick hands and grabbed Anax's shoulder.

''?!'' Anax widened his eyes and waited for the pain to kick in.

But Sariel with smooth movements threw Anax out of the arena.

His throw looked mesmerizing— it looked like a dance.

Anax landed on his butt— he still looked shocked.

''MATCH OVER! The winner is Sariel! Match Winner is Coldland's High School of Fighting!''

*CHEERS*

Sariel left the arena under heavy cheering from the audience.

Giron and Richard smiled.

While Michael looked extremely serious.

Sariel sat down on the chair— his calm composure surprised everyone.

Giron nodded and looked towards the audience.

He saw four figures writing things on their notebooks.

They are Recruiters from Top College's in Arya, and Sariel's name will definitely be in their notebooks.

Giron then looked at Ichiro, who was still not planning to fight.

'Young Ichiro… What are you planning? It is better to show what you can do in the early phase… The College Recruiters might not even tell your name towards their superiors if you don't show something special…'

''Ichiro… You are fighting next.'' Giron said.

Sariel, Michael, and Rafael looked at Ichiro.

Ichiro sighed and shook his head.

''What are you planning to do? Planning to fight in the finals? It is not a good idea, because there are some opponents that you cannot defeat! And if you lose, then your future will be very difficult, and if you only defeat their weakest member, it still doesn't look good.'' Giron said sternly.

Ichiro looked at him, ''There is an opponent I have to defeat… Once we are facing him… I ask you not to intervene.''

Everyone looked with shocked faces at him.

''Revenge? You are doing this for revenge?'' Giron asked angrily.

''… What did your opponent do?'' Michael asked with crossed arms.

''Trying to steal something very important from me,'' Ichiro replied.

''Your girlfriend?'' Michael asked.

Ichiro thought for a moment before nodding.

Giron looked shocked.

Michael sighed, ''If we are facing him and his team… I will let you fight him.''

''I will let you fight him as well,'' Sariel replied.

''I won't intervene,'' Rafael said.

Ichiro smiled and nodded.

''Strong?'' Richard asked.

''Very… Martial Commander.''

''Are you confident?'' Richard said and looked at Ichiro's face.

If he showed even slight uncertainty, he wouldn't allow it.

But Ichiro's face was calm and confident.

''I am.''

Richard's mouth curved into a slight smile, ''Good…''

Giron sighed, ''Fine… I can't believe we are actually risking our chance to get into Battle of Countries…''