Re-Birth Of A Genius. Creator/Destroyer

Sam just shook his head and walked out into the arena.

"So, what do you guys think he will do? Toy around?" Philip asked.

"Maybe. But the question is to what extent?" Watt asked curiously.

All three of them exchanged a glance and spoke in unison.

"Wager?"

"Okay, two years of train duty back at home. My bet is that he will flex a few of his cool moves and his energy efficiency without breaking a sweat and toy with the opponent." Watt said confidently.

"I will say, he will also act like a psycho like you did." Philip added his prediction.

"One move. I think he will finish it in one move." Jack added.

"Really? One move? You are really going with that?"

"I think he will just go with some extravagant one move that will be so flashy and cocky. Like a declaration."

"Let's see."

The three of them waited eagerly.

Sam just casually walked into the arena with both of his hands in his pocket.

He looked unbothered. Even though people can't see his face, his body language said it all. He cannot give two shits about this whole thing.

His opponent came forward and he is wearing some gauntlets. He seemed to be a person who is skilled at hand to hand combat.

He looked at Sam's demeanour and frowned.

"It seems like you are very relaxed about this. Are you that confident that you can win?"

The opponent asked as he looked at Sam coldly.

Sam didn't speak anything. He was just looking at his opponent with intense disregard. He didn't care about what the other party said. He just stood there.

"I hope you don't regret that attitude."

As he spoke, the opponent lunged forward and aimed the fist straight at Sam's face.

The fist is covered with spiritual energy. It manifested into a large fist that came at Sam with full force. The surrounding spiritual energy was riled up and all of it was focused on Sam.

All the audience stopped cheering as they eagerly watched. But right before Sam was about to get hit, all of a sudden, the fist stopped.

It stopped right in front of his face. The spiritual energy was dissipated. The opponent also stopped and his expression changed.

He wanted to push forward, but he couldn't. Then he tried to pull back, but he couldn't do that either. He was just stuck there as if some invisible force is holding him there.

As if that is not enough, he started feeling a very sharp sense of pain his arm which slowly extended to the rest of his body.

It spread evenly causing a lot of pain and before he could even groan and scream, his voice was gone and he fainted on the spot.

The crowd was dumbfounded. Even though so much has happened in that one particular instant, the audience doesn't know that.

Sam has controlled the spiritual energy in the body of his opponent. It is very subtle and along with the spiritual energy inside the body, he controlled the external energy also to stop him in his tracks.

And then he made the other party faint with simple energy manipulation. Sam discovered these attack methods when he was in Sivan's body.

He couldn't do much in that crippled body, so that opened new doors in his thought process.

The referee came to the opponent and after noticing that he really fainted, he declared Sam as winner.

Sam came back to the room while the crowd was discussing what had happened.

Sam didn't even make a move. He didn't even flinch. Nobody saw his arms come out of his pocket. He just stood there and his opponent fainted.

This is not an everyday occurrence.

Sam walked back to his friends and said.

"All three of your lost. So, all of you go and do train duty for six years."

They were even more shocked and didn't even know what to say.

"What the hell? How did you know about the bet?"

Sam just smiled at Philip was outraged and a shadow mouse climbed on to his shoulder.

"There is no privacy for us. This is violation of basic human decency."

"Yeah, whatever. You losers. From now on, keep your mouths shut and not careless make useless wagers. Otherwise, I will make sure that all three of you will lose."

Sam then looked at Jack and said.

"These two really changed you a lot, didn't they?"

Jack smiled in embarrassment. Since the start, he was obviously a lot more put together than the other two, who just likes to goof around a lot. But recently he started not just enabling their shenanigans, he even played along with them continuously. This is completely unlike him.

That is why Sam pointed that out.

Sam just smiled and didn't bother them anymore.

They all decided to get out this place to eat something. For them, that day's battles are over.

While they are trying to relax, the whole city was lit with the fire of rumours. Everyone is talking about Sam. The guy who defeated his opponent without even making a move.

As if that is not enough, some of the attendants in the arena asked the opponent who lost about what happened. And the answer was also spread.

"I felt like I was commanded and held by some kind of superior force, which made me unable to move my fist any further."

Hearing those words, someone said that is bullshit and this is just some stunt at making Sam popular. They are completely ready to believe that they can truly defeat Sam and started throwing challenges around.

"Fucking hell. Why did you become so known in the city all of a sudden?"

"Of course, I would be. I defeated a person without even making a move. How could they not be interested?"

"So, are you sure you can meet the boss here with that?"

"No actually. I am sure we need to go through more battles."