The Conquerors Path

Taking my eyes off the little Krisly, who looks like a well-built muscle-filled doll, my eyes trailed the rest of the group. There were two boys. One, a demon werewolf, with presence commanding and strong, along with a heavy grin on his face, his name being Helix. The other one was a whale member of the sea, with blue hair and green eyes, looking like the perfect pasty handsome guy, his name being Tron.

A very arrogant smirk on his face as he looked at me. The man in question is very handsome, but he is still below me in looks. The guy before me was a classic player, belonging to the member of Sefak. The guy has seduced a lot of girls since coming here and is now aiming for both Elda and Marlene and just for that reason, I shall be beating up this guy a bit more than necessary.

I will also be beating up this werewolf guy due to the very reason that he belongs to the other side, his true reach being to understand me more, to get on my bad side or good side, and to earn more information about me, but that won't be happening.

"Is everyone willing to follow the laws set before?"

The referee, an Imperial realm level 1 acting as an Origin level 10, asked. The guy in question is a hidden power of the academy, and his main aim is to observe me and understand my power more. It's also to make sure no harm comes to me, for I am literally a walking prize and savory to many powers out there.

As everyone can guess, I have gathered here to fight all five of them at the same time. It wasn't easy to set this up, but when you have competent subordinates and helpers, things flow in a much smoother path, especially if the dean is your aunt. Though the hard part was getting all these five egos together, but when you have the warrior mind of a computer fighter from the 21st century, things get a bit easier.

"I'm willing," I spoke.

"I'm willing too," all five of the others spoke, their tone not that pleasant as they looked at me. Without even having the ability to read minds, I can tell what's going on through their minds, but sadly for them, things aren't going to go according to their plans.

"Then the match shall start!"

With that last shout, the referee disappeared from where he stood, leaving the six of us to our own devices. Well, the peace didn't last for long as Tron flashed in front of me, his hand to my face, which I quickly caught, the sheer pressure of the catch-producing winds that blasted away.

'So this is his improved whale strength...'

I mused, feeling the raw strength behind his punch, both of our eyes meeting, as an arrogant smirk came up Tron's face, him trying his best to mask his surprise.

"Well, the obstacle should at least be this much hard for me to get such a beautiful woman."

Tron spoke, trying to flash a smile, but sadly that didn't happen as he flew across the coliseum, hitting hard into the wall.

'Now that felt good,' I thought, blowing away the smoke from my closed fingers that punched his face, several tattoos of power on my hands. While my mind rewound the scene of my fist hitting his face, his face rippling while some of his teeth flew out of his mouth, the tattoos that formed in my hand being under the eyes of everyone.

'Let's up this, shall we?' I mused as my eyes met the rest of the three. With that punch of mine, it will take some time for Tron to recover, that is if he ever recovers.

Within the crowd, I could feel the clapping of my sister Elda, which was soon followed up by the happy roars of the rest of the students. My eyes never left the other four who now had very serious expressions on their faces.

As Tron's unconscious body slumped against the wall, I turned my attention to the remaining four challengers, my heart pounding with excitement. I was determined to show them the true extent of my power and protect Elda from their advances, well except for Krisly who just wants to fight me. The cheering of the crowd, and the chants of my name, all faded into the background as I focused on the battle ahead.

Krisly, the fierce dwarf woman with her sexy battle attire, was the next to make her move. She charged at me, her battle axe gleaming in the arena's harsh light. Her powerful muscles rippled with each step, and her fiery auburn hair seemed to dance in the wind. She swung her axe with unparalleled precision, aiming to strike me down.

I sidestepped her attack with ease, my body moving like a well-oiled machine. Krisly's axe struck the ground, sending sparks flying. She turned to face me, her emerald eyes filled with determination. With a swift and graceful motion, I countered her attack, sending a powerful punch into her gut.

Krisly staggered back, her breath escaping in a whoosh. She was strong, no doubt about it, but she underestimated my speed and agility. As she tried to regain her composure, I followed up with a series of lightning-fast strikes, each one landing with precision. Her eight-pack abs provided little protection as I exploited every opening.

She grunted in pain with each hit, her battle cries echoing through the arena. I could feel the shock and disbelief in the crowd as they witnessed my dominance over the fierce warrior. Krisly was relentless, but my martial skills and supernatural speed gave me the upper hand. In the blink of an eye, I disarmed her, sending her battle axe spinning across the arena.

Kristy stood before me, battered and bruised, but her determination remained unwavering. She lunged at me with her fists, but I effortlessly dodged her attacks. With a final, powerful strike, I sent her sprawling to the ground. The audience erupted in cheers and applause as I stood victorious over my second opponent.

But it wasn't over. A fierce cry sounded out from Krisly, the axe shining as Krisly flew toward the axe, escaping from my attack. The axe in her hand shone brighter as its size started to increase, its humongous size now covering over me as she flashed it down, a sizzling heat at the edge of the blade as its shadow covered over me.

I faced it with a smile. The tattoos growing on my arms were now brighter as I punched at the axe, the heat easily bouncing off from my hand as the powerful pressure around that punch finally landed, resulting in the axe breaking into different pieces. The sheer pressure from the punch pushed everyone away, while the main point hit Krisly, her body being ripped apart. But before any major damage could take place, the referee interfered.

The man stopped the wind pressure while he held the limp Krisly, blood flowing from her mouth, nose, ears, and her eyes. The sheer backlash of my attack destroyed the insides of Krisly, putting her in a very dangerous situation.

Soon, my sister Elda's voice rang out among the crowd, her support filling me with 'strength.' But there was no time to bask in the glory of the moment. Helix, the demon werewolf, and Renardo, the human from the war council, were advancing toward me. They exchanged a quick glance, acknowledging their alliance.