Re-Birth Of A Genius. Creator/Destroyer-Novel

Chapter 1613 Attention

　　For the next three days, Sam and the trio just went on with their battles.

　　After the first day, all of them had three fights a day for the next three days, which made a total of ten matches each. Which is actually pretty significant as they are considered kind of regular fighters in the city arena.

　　In these three days, they already created a reputation for themselves. Particularly Sam.

　　He never spoke to anyone. Neither in the arena nor in the restaurant or any other place within the city.

　　All this while, he walked into the arena with his hands in his pockets, stood there without a change of expression, and took his opponents down without a single move. That is all he did. No fight, no battle, not even a fancy move.

　　The other three also consistently followed their own fighting style that they established at their first battle.

　　Of course, as the news spread and they became popular, it also reached the attention of the person they care for in the first place.

　　The boss of the place. The team decided to refer to him as the Muscle. Because that is what he is of Divine formation Mountain.

　　Muscle heard of the four newcomers that are causing waves in the arena and on the fourth day, he decided to see it for himself.Google seaʀᴄh ɴoᴠel ꜰɪre.nᴇt

　　So, he started pitching some special matches for the four. He picked some of his best fighters within the cultivation level the team is playing at and made them fight.

　　To his surprise, the team managed to keep the fighting style as it is even in that difficult situation. The one thing that surprised him, even more, is that Sam still managed to stand still no matter what kind of attacks came at him.

　　So after the first matches of the fourth day are over, Muscle was amused and interested. It could be said half of the mission has been accomplished with that.

　　Muscle went into his office during break time and called for a small meeting with his special team.

　　"So, what do you guys think? The four newcomers. What do you think about them?"

　　The team members are all wearing special attire. The fabric is black with a purple hue and there is a bloody aura emanating from all of them.

　　One of the women who stood at the front of the team raised her hand and spoke.

　　"I like the style of the wind elemental user. The guy who is toying with his opponents is like that. He has the personality of the apex predator.  A predator that is not just sure that the prey will fall, but a predator that is so confident that it could let its prey play as much as it wants just to bring its hopes down.

　　I like that quality.

　　If you are planning an expedition, I will take him on my team."

　　"You like him that much?"

　　"If not for the fact that we are not recruiting, I will take him directly into my team permanently. I am even thinking of asking your permission. You just put this meeting, making things easier."

　　"Damn, I didn't think you liked him that much. He is not bad. So if you really want to, you can try and poach him. But I doubt he will join as a permanent squad member."

　　"I like the guy with metal elemental energy." A guy was sat at the corner of the room and spoke."

　　"I figured as much."

　　Muscle nodded with a smile and looked at another guy who sat on the chair with his sword in his arms.

　　"I assume you want to fight that swordsman."

　　The young man nodded in affirmation.

　　"I am surprised that none of you mentioned the fourth guy. The guy with no moves."

　　"I don't understand him and that scares me a little bit."

　　The woman who spoke first said it directly. Her expression revealed that she is genuinely confused.

　　The others also agreed with her point.

　　"I think that is what makes him most interesting.

　　I want one of the team members who are at the same level as him to fight him.

　　Try to bring out what it looks like if he makes a move. I want to see the full extent of his battle."

　　"So, what will you do if you did that? Are you going to poach him?"

　　"I don't know. But I will definitely have a chat with him. He is really an interesting fighter that ever set foot in that arena and I am looking forward to meeting him.

　　"I will do it."

　　One of the guys who has been silent all along raised his hands and spoke.

　　His voice sounded a bit eery and cold.

　　Muscle smiled and said.

　　"Are you sure you want to do this? I mean, you never fought in the arena no matter how many times we have asked you."

　　"I wasn't interested before. But now, I am."

　　"Why the change of heart all of a sudden?"

　　"For this guy, I don't have to hold back."

　　They all just exchanged a glance and Muscle shrugged it off.

　　"Alright, you can have a go. I think you will be a suitable opponent for him too.

　　So, we will arrange this match this afternoon. Then the rest of the guys, who is fighting with who. Of course, the swordsman is reserved for our in-house swordsman. So, you guys only have two more slots to fight for."

　　For the next few moments, the room turned chaotic.

　　That evening, Sam and his friends came back to the arena for their second fight of the day.

　　Watt got his first and went into the arena.

　　The person that came to fight him is a woman. Not the same woman that wanted to poach him, but a woman who bore an uncanny resemblance to that one.

　　She looked at Watt coldly and said.

　　"You can put on quite a show. But let me see if you are really as good as people believe you to be."

　　"I doubt you will be able to bring that much out of me."

　　"You dare look down on me? Is it because I am a woman?"

　　Watt rolled his eyes at her words.

　　"I don't know where you came from. But we are cultivators, it doesn't matter if you are a woman or a man. As long as you can kickass, you are better. Anyway, some of the women that I know are people that I am truly scared of."

　　Watt said as he remembered his wife, then Sirona and them some other women he had met within the academy, and even Giyon and shook his head. He continued.

　　"I just think you are weak. It has nothing to do with your gender."

　　The woman growled and lunged forward with her sword.

　　Watt threw a wind blade at her and dodged the sword attack.

　　The wind blade and the sword clashed. The wind blade split as if it was made of some solid material, and half of it went to a different side.

　　Watt who was standing on the side turned around before taking out a pack of metal cards. He swung them hard in the air. Wind blades enveloped each card as they flew in large curves.

　　"Idiot, why waste your energy on the attacks that are not even aimed at me? Half of those cards are a waste. You just want to showboat."

　　The opponent spoke in a condescending tone.

　　But Watt just smiled.

　　The cards really did move in different curves as they sliced through the wind. The opponent dodged multiple attacks while blocking a few as she moved to different spots. She is sure that half of the cards are completely out of trajectory, so she didn't care much for them.

　　But all of this happened in just an instant and within this instant, something else happened. The wind blade that was split and the half that went to a different side clashed with four cards.

　　The cards slid on the wind blade as if it is some kind of physical object and sliced towards the opponent. The wind blade acted like guideways as they went to hit the opponent when she least expected it.

　　She had to take a hard turn and dodge the cards with the utmost difficulty.

　　Watt smiled and said.

　　"You are good. But if you think that doing showy tricks is all I can do, then you are in for some serious wake-up call. And if you think you can defeat me with that attitude of complacency, then you will die right here."

　　"You bast…"

　　Watt threw another bunch of cards at her.

　　At the same time, another set of wind blades flew in different directions. The cards were hit and shot towards her with utmost speed and accuracy.

　　The opponent couldn't even finish her words before she had to get in position to dodge and block the attacks. But no matter how fast she was, she couldn't dodge all of them.