Animeverse Slayer!

Leo breathed in, and out, his lungs were like powerful vacc.u.m pumps as they s.u.c.k.e.d in tremendous volume of air. As he breathed out clouds of vapour escaped his mouth.

Dark Light was an organisation that dealt with Extraordinaries so they had plenty of training space for combatants. Leo was currently training in one such location.

His sword was already drawn out and rested on his right arm. There was nobody else aside from him on the field, he stood still like a statue and breathed.

Outside the field a beautiful pair of eyes were gazing at him with interest.

After an hour of practice Leo went out and immediately met Dalia. She asked with curiosity, "Is that your training? Just standing still and breathe?"

Leo chuckled, "Yeah."

To those without any knowledge of Breathing Techniques it may seem as if he was just standing there and breathe, however those in the know would understand how tremendous a task it was to continuously breathe such amounts of air.

Say if an average slayer breathed in three times the amount of air as a normal person then for Leo it was ten or even twenty times. Such huge volume naturally contained huge amounts of energy, Leo was slowly gathering this energy inside his body.

This was a tall task, however Leo had already comprehended sword intent and formed his domain. He was able to take in more. A hour of acc.u.mulation was his limit and he had to stop whether he was unwilling or not.

Seeing his smile Dalia didn't ask further and said, "Today is the competition, are you nervous?"

Hearing her words Leo sighed all of a sudden, "Nervous? More like a headache. Sam just wants to shine in our glory and what makes him think we would be able to obtain a high rank?"

Dalia giggled, "Hehe, Sam is a wily old fox atleast that's what I heard from others. He is the head of the intelligence department, do you think a person like that would ask you to do the impossible?"

Leo smiled wryly, "Yeah."

When they got out a carriage was waiting for them. They got on and it started to move towards their destination.

Few hours later the carriage stopped infront of a large building outside the city. High walls outlined the perimeter with sentry posts in every corner. At the entrance, men were checking the identity of every guest.

Following the crowd Leo and Dalia walked into a wide hall. Chairs were neatly placed and sorted according to status. Leaders were seated above on the first floor while the rest sat below. A ring several meters wide stood in the center of the hall.

Dalia pointed her slender finger towards the ring and said, "That's the stage where we spar."

Leo, "Spar? Nice way to put it."

Dalia shrugged. She led him towards their designated seats. Just as he was about to sit down Leo sensed a pair of eyes on him. He looked around and found Arthur glaring at him.

What's wrong with this guy?

Leo shook his head and sat down. Soon the chairs were filled, Leo was waiting for the program to get on as soon as possible because he could still sense those pair of eyes staring at him.

He is crazy.

Luckily everyone was seated and soon the program started. A middle-aged man said some stuff about their history and some other usual banter before he announced the rules for the competition.

The rules were pretty simple, no killing, once the opponent surrenders the match is over and any further attack will be seen as intentional harm and will be punished.

Leo suddenly asked Dalia, "How many class S are there?"

Dalia looked at him with surprise but still answered, "Nine."

Leo raised an eyebrow, "That's a lot less than I imagined."

Dalia shook her her head and said, "It's not easy to find a person who is naturally awakened with the talent to become a class S Extraordinary. And some of them might even die in the line of duty. So the number of class S has always been small."

Leo nodded. The matches were starting, the first match was between two class C's. Since westerners used guns as standard mode of attack these two class weren't that different however the bullets were made of some type of rubber material.

Dalia was watching the match when she asked, "How many class S do you have on your side?"

Leo thought for a while, "Well, I still don't know how strong a class S Extraordinary is so it's hard for me to say, but making a rough guess I would say, including those retired men, eight."

Dalia's eyes went wide like saucers, "You have eight class S!?"

Leo nodded, "Hmm, there are four more if you don't consider official standing, including me."

He continued to watch the match while Dalia looked at him in shock.

Eight plus four, that's twelve! They have twelve class S!

Dalia was shocked so much so that she even forgot to close her mouth. Arthur saw how they whispered to each other and clenched his fist. An old man seated next to him sighed and returned his gaze to the stage.

Names were called out one by one. Since only Leo and Dalia signed up from the intelligence department their names weren't called out yet.

After the sixth match Leo's name was called. He took his sword and walked out. Dalia encouraged him and clapped when he walked out. Leo was quite embarrassed as everyone looked at them weirdly.

He walked onto the stage and found a young man to be his opponent. He had brown hair and black eyes, wearing the standard clothes for agents he stood there with a smile. As Leo walked in he said.

"Nice to meet you, my name is Evan."

Leo replied, "Same here, my name is Leo."

Evan chuckled, "I know who you are, after all you are famous in our circle nowadays."

Leo smiled, "I am flattered."

Evan suddenly turned serious, "I know you are strong but I still want to try."

Leo, "I wouldn't want it any other way."

The referee gave the signal and the battle began.