Divine Emperor of Death

Davis moved his gaze to where Diana sat and saw her calm expression as if she wasn't worried one bit that Wayn would lose. She was a wearing a mask but he saw her countenance with his Soul Sense.

He shifted his gaze to the battle and to his astonishment, it was really Wayn who was slowly gaining the upper hand, and not Kreel who was dominating the battle a few seconds ago.

He observed Kreel's movement with his eyes and saw his movements were getting slow and even, erratic.

His kicks and punches were lethargic as if there weren't any power behind it. It was as if he was drugged...

Davis's eyes widened in shock, 'So that's what it was...'

Davis finally realized the purpose of the Sleep Inducing Powder he confiscated from Edward. It wasn't for him exactly but this young boy known as Kreel.

'When did she exactly use this on Kreel? Or is that brat Wayn who used it?' Davis smiled, a little bit amused. 

The match continued, and to everyone's surprise, Kreel took a heavy blow to his head and fainted.

In the platform, the young boy who punched his opponent's face had an incredulous expression on his face as if he couldn't believe that he won.

He slowly pulled his fists back and looked at his palm with a confusion filled emotion swirling in his head.

Davis observed his reaction and slightly knitted his brows, 'Could it be that this brat isn't in the know?'

Surprisingly, if it wasn't him, then it meant that Diana used a deceitful method for Wayn? That spoke volumes about how she felt about Wayn.

Leaving his confusion aside, the semi-finals continued with another pair entering the platform.

One was masked while the other boldly took above the stage.

The crowd whispered in hushed voices about how the young boy was a prince while the masked girl's identity was unknown.

Edward bowed his head for a brief moment before declaring, "I won't show mercy..."

"Do as you please..." A melodious yet young feminine voice resounded, garnering the attention of the crowd as they discussed.

Because it was the first time they heard this girl's voice.

Meanwhile, Wayn who was making his way out blinked his eyes in confusion. He felt like he had heard this voice somewhere before.

The referee above sighed once again for the failure of Kreel.

This competition was hosted by Cauldon Family and its youngest genius fell in the semifinals.

Although Kreel had secured the 4th place, it was still a slap to their faces since they're the one who's hosting the competition.

The referee once again lowered his hand and signaled the beginning of the competition.

*Boom!~*

Lightning sparked in the place where Edward stood, but only an afterimage remained a split second later.

Edward instantly arrived before Diana and brandished his fist towards her.

His eyes suddenly narrowed as he retreated, even without trying to finish the punch.

He didn't stay in one place but continuously used his footwork to keep moving around the platform.

Blood seeped out of his mouth but he smiled.

It wasn't that he received injuries from Diana's offense but it was the backlash from withdrawing his own attack.

'I've battled with you many times and I know all your strategies...' Edward smiled confidently and kept on with his lookout.

He was sure that the visible Diana in his field of view was nothing more than an illusion.

"Overcautious..." A voice spread around him, making him turn back.

"There!" 

*Bzzz!~*

He unleashed a wave of lighting at that direction but suddenly a gust is wind approached him from behind.

It lifted him off and made him go off balance as he flew like a kite that its string cut.

"Whoaaa... Ahh... Aaaa!~" Edward shouted as he was blasted off towards the corner of the platform.

He regained his balance and quickly but carefully approached the center of the platform to avoid being blasted out of bounds.

In his field of view, one more Diana appeared, halting his path.

His expression turned awry as he realized that he was in a pinch and cannot perform long-range attacks which put him at a disadvantage.

He wryly smiled and dashed towards one of the Diana's in a last attempt to save himself from going out of bounds.

*Bam!~*

Suddenly, his leg tripped as he fell face-first on the floor. He lifted up his face incredulously while gazing behind and saw Diana, looking at him in a crouched position.

Behind the mask, he could visualize the mocking expression used to look at him.

"Ughhh...." Trying to move, he cracked his joints but the wind on his limbs bounded him from moving.

He instantly employed lightning while trying to break the wind bind, but he then saw a kick coming straight towards his nape.

His eyes widened and his vision went blurry.

Quickly driving Extinction Lightning Judgement, he brought back his consciousness and broke free from the wind binds.

Retreating backward, he tried to gather his full potential when suddenly a kick arrived at his neck behind.

*Boom!~*

"Ahhh!" Saliva flew out from Edward's mouth as he fell down, not moving anymore.

The middle-aged man floating above the platform, who was the referee, arrived and checked Edward's condition.

He then announced, "Victory goes to the masked lady, Evelynn!"

Diana laughingly muttered in a low voice, "683 Wins and 1 Loss... That one loss was a small price to pay..."

Just before participating in the competition, she deceived Edward by losing to him on purpose during the spar session.

It served to inflate his confidence which gave him the thought, 'Elder sister is no longer a threat, so I can defeat her if I give my best!'

And just as she planned, that thought worked against him.

"Hehe, just like you know my tactics, I know yours as well... It's just... My tactics are endless..." Diana proudly muttered to herself in a low voice while inwardly laughing at the frothing Edward.

In their spar session, this sight was nothing but a common occurrence.