The Rise of the Black Plain

When Garrick felt the spear in his hands trying to go in the opposite direction of his attack, he tightened his hands around it, trying to press Minos' face with that weapon.

But even with the blade of that weapon being in contact with Minos' forehead, he could not even make a scratch on him.

The spiritual energy of his attack had been absorbed by the invisible protective layer of Minos' body that the Devouring Art created. At the same time, the blade did not cut King Stuart's face due to the hardness of his skin with the Indestructible Body activated.

Garrick felt and saw the difficulty in attacking Minos and was in shock, incredulous at this situation that he had never imagined he would encounter in his entire life.

On the other hand, Minos had a severe expression on his face, wondering what to do as the people in the surrounding area looked on in amazement.

"Amazing!"

"This guy truly has tough skin!"

"With a body like that, how can his wives stand it?"

"What? What are you thinking, you pervert?"

"I mean, if he's so strong, he should hurt them, right?"

"Tsk! Get away from me!"

Pa!

"Ouch!"

"Why did you slap my face?"

Garrick could not hear any of the comments in the surroundings. Instead, he just felt entirely humiliated. Because of this, he focused all his energy on trying to attack Minos, beginning to make chaotic movements toward his opponent's defenseless chest.

Swooish!

A blow...

Swooish!

Ten blows...

Swooish!

Swooish! Swooish!

'Damn!'

'Why? Why can't I do a single damage to this bastard's body?' He began to sweat as he attacked Minos with less and less force, humiliating himself even more in front of dozens of people.

By this point, no one else expected any positive outcome for Garrick in this challenge. Instead, they were only there to observe how far his humiliating defeat would go.

In particular, Ruth, who previously even had some respect for him, could not help but despise this person. He thought he could interfere in her love life with Minos, but was that weak...

He was a disgrace of a man!

'What kind of man challenges someone stronger without even doing some research first? What kind of a fool is he?' She wondered as she waited for this situation to end for her and her family to leave.

On the other hand, Abby and Gloria were worried about what Minos would do with that fellow. After all, their husband was not someone who forgives his adversaries!

And they would soon have their answer!

When Garrick finally stopped making his attacks against Minos' bare chest, this man ignored his torn clothes and looked at the person leaning on the knees in front of him.

"Is this all you have?" Minos spoke for the first time in the two minutes of challenge, surprising the people in the area who also wanted to know the outcome of this situation.

Garrick swallowed his saliva and looked at Minos with fear, no longer remembering the determination he had had earlier in coming to challenge this person.

A young passion could be strong and mess with people's rationality. That was particularly true for men. But there was no better eye-opener than public humiliation, which was shocking when combined with the danger of death!

So he remained silent, not knowing what to say in that situation.

But Minos wanted no answer, only to confirm that he had exhausted his opponent just by being attacked, a shocking way to win a fight.

"Okay, you've pissed me off for two minutes. Now it's time for us to finish this." He said as he took two steps toward that young man, startling everyone in that area.

"He's going to kill him!" Someone shouted in fear, while even the Spiritual Saints watching the situation prepared to act.

But instead of activating a technique or grabbing a weapon to attack his opponent, Minos swung his right arm. Then he hit Garrick in the face with a slap, using the outer side of his right hand.

However, this slap was not weak!

The moment Minos's right hand touched one of Garrick's cheeks, this young man's face deformed, and he fainted before his body flew away toward the wall of a building.

Every person in the square turned their face toward where Garrick's body had been thrown and saw the wall of one of the stores cracked open while a bloody human was trapped there.

One of the Spiritual Saints who did not intervene felt her heart beat quicker as she saw that. As she did not see Minos using any strategy other than the one he employed during the 2 minutes, she decided not to act.

'Was that just a slap?' Her mouth was open as she looked at the bloodied Garrick, who had suffered several fractures and many injuries to his body from that simple blow from Minos.

The young men who had been trying to irritate Minos earlier in that square felt chills run down their spines at the sight of this, shocked to their souls.

'How can a Spiritual Emperor be so strong?' Someone thought as they remembered that Minos had not used any combat techniques and slapped with the outer side of his hand!

"Amazing!" One of the women there said as her eyes sparkled, feeling even more admiration for this manly, virile man.

"It's not for nothing that he's a king! He had to be impressive, after all!"

"Hmm, I already knew from the beginning that this would be the result..."

Conversations continued while Minos had already put on a new shirt and turned back to his wives' side to depart from there.

But as Ruth tried to explain to him that there were some fools like Garrick in this sect, but that she would deal with them if they crossed the line like this person, a Spiritual Saint approached them.

"Minos Stuart, don't you think that was a bit of an exaggeration? You could have killed that disciple..." An elderly-looking man said this as he stood in front of them.

"If you didn't want that to happen, you shouldn't have kept watching the whole challenge, old man." Minos said as he looked into the eyes of this stranger. "Since you enjoyed the show, why are you complaining now? You are far more to blame than I am. After all, I'm just a challenged outsider, but you... Tsk, you let one of your own get beaten up by me."

The old man bitterly smiled upon hearing this youth's response. "You have a sharp tongue, that I admit! But your excuses do not justify your violence toward a member of your family's sect!"

"No?" Minos laughed as his wives looked at that level 75 man, who should be an important figure in this place. "Well, on the Black Plain, I duel with my soldiers from time to time. Sometimes they come out much worse than that fool. So what's wrong with that? I taught him a valuable lesson."

"No, in fact, I think I just saved his life. After all, with such foolish behavior of wanting to get involved in other people's love affairs, he would die for that."

"Then a fucking thanks would be appreciated!"

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