The Universe Is Innately Just 112 Righteous Jealousy Part Three

The middle-aged chairman looked deeply in Leffer's eyes while mumbling a few indecipherable words. Time seemed to stop as he pondered for a few breaths before he began laughing. "Oh Oh Oh. This is quite the big punishment!", he spoke few words but those were enough to show that he hadn't particularly agreed with Leffer's proposal.

"Then how about you engage in a duel inside the fighting arena? The winner is the one who decides!", his proposal was simple yet it immediately caused great havoc when it was heard by the bystanders. Although the decision the chairman took seemed to go in favor with Fell, it really wasn't as Fell hadn't broken any rule in the first place.

"What a cheap old man…", someone ushered in a low tone. A few heads nodded as they didn't understand why he was supporting Leffer in his cheap attempt. "I heard that he has a fetish about watching people fight!", another voice whispered a rumor it had heard. "Yeah, how else could he propose something this unfair?", a few other brazen voices rose a little bit. Those sounds traveled all the way to the chairman's ear who's face changed slightly under the strange comment. "Pieces of s.h.i.+t…", he thought as he kept looking at Leffer. "This is all his fault f.u.c.king kid who's making noise for no G.o.dd.a.m.n reason.", he kept emptying his heart in his mind as he waited with an amiable face.

Leffer looked in surprise at the chairman as he didn't expect such a solution. He looked at Fell before a smile grew larger on his face, then he looked back at the chairman. "This kid can't be too strong, he might be talented but I have much more in-game experience when it comes to fighting in Battle League!", he thought for a second before swiftly opening his lips to respond to the chairman's proposal.

"I agree!"

The chairman nodded toward Leffer before turning his neck towards Fell to see his response. But a few breaths pa.s.sed and the black-haired youth didn't seem to give any answer causing him to ask him. "Fell? Is that your name right. What do you think about my proposal?", he spoke with a soft tone as a mysterious smile was drawn on his wrinkled face. His eyes glowed with playfulness as he waited for Fell's answer.

Fell nodded while gazing at the middle-aged chairman's eyes, before stepping forward toward Leffer. "So I just need to beat the c.r.a.p out of him, right?", his finger pointed toward Leffer as he began walking toward him in a calm stride. As he began stepping toward him Leffer felt a strange coldness surround him, under this state of fear he tried to back up but his feet didn't answer his call.

"Wh…what are you doing!", Leffer managed to utter with difficulty under his panicked state.

"Isn't it just a fight contest? Why wait to be inside the game? Let's brawl!", Fell exclaimed. The coldness in his voice showed that he wasn't joking and everyone was surprised that he wasn't backing down.

"Right here. Right now!", as he finished speaking his leg stomped the ground and the last meter that separated them was instantly crossed. Leffer screamed while putting his arm in front of him in an attempt to defend himself, his eyes closed from the rush of adrenaline that hit his body while his head crawled inside his neck.

As he waited for the blow to hit him, he opened his eyes surprised that he didn't receive any attack. He turned around and saw Fell was continuing walking while ignoring him. Shame appeared on Leffer's face as his mind rea.s.sessed what just happened. His reputation was over as a lot of the game's player base was present in the hall, and he knew that such a matter wouldn't take too long before being spread quickly. Anger at himself flashed in his mind as he began shaking from the denseness of his emotional turmoil. "Come back here! Speed means nothing, you're just afraid of fighting me!", his voice was raised to the limit under this state and his face was red from the shame and anger that was eating his ego. Anger at himself for having shown everyone his weak side, and shame for having been bought down by a child in front of a large group of spectators.

"Fighting you? It's already over.", Fell answered without turning back. "The moment you closed your eyes like a panicked rabbit your faith was already over. If I wanted to, I could have killed you a dozen times in that second."

"Isn't he bragging a bit too much?", a bystander blurted as he doubted what Fell had told. Yet he couldn't help but agree with him as he knew that closing your eyes in a fight only meant death. High were the number of underhanded methods that had for a goal to shut down the enemy's vision. Throwing sand to their eyes or blinding them; those were techniques that could change the flow of the fight in a split second. Yet in this current situation, Leffer had closed his eyes in fear, thus it wasn't farfetched to say that Fell had enough time to kill him.

"Woaah, he's quite pitiful!", said one battle maiden to a player while pointing the trembling Leffer with her finger.

"Fine!", screamed Leffer with a broken voice that sounded similar to broken gla.s.s. "If you want to fight, let's fight!", he screamed while darting toward Fell's back. As he ran toward Fell his hand skillfully grabbed a thin rod from his pocket; it was a taser in the form of a thin rod. It had an extension mechanism that made it very popular due to its transportability.