Forsaken Starfall-Chapter 166 - what a fight

Gray Neutralize energy exploded from that grip.

Hasya felt his power being drained. He pulled his leg forcibly and jumped back.

Hasya landed, keeping a distance of five meters. He stared at Fyar.

Fyar settled into a boxing stance. His gaze was sharp, challenging.

"Come on, fight me hand to hand, Hasya! Bare hands! Don't use your teleknis or fly! Just you and me!" Fyar shouted with confidence.

"Fyar..." Hasya smiled widely, showing his row of teeth.

Sst!

The wind rustled. Hasya dashed forward. The five-meter distance was erased in an instant. His right fist launched straight, aiming for the bridge of Fyar's nose.

"Arean."

Fyar muttered softly.

Whoosh.

A transparent white energy dome exploded from Fyar's footing, expanding within a three-meter radius, trapping both of them. The air pressure changed drastically. Hasya felt his telekinetic gone completely. His body suddenly felt heavy, as if gravity had doubled.

Fyar tilted his neck slightly to the left.

Hasya's fist passed just two centimeters beside his ear. The wind from the punch ruffled Fyar's purple hair.

Tak!

Fyar's left hand parried Hasya's wrist, causing Hasya's arm to bend awkwardly and lose balance.

Fyar condensed gray Neutralize energy at the tip of his right elbow. He twisted his waist to add torque.

Thud!

The hard elbow slammed into Hasya's temple.

My power is really gone?! Hasya thought. His eyes widened in shock.

Hasya's head jerked roughly to the side. His neck made a faint

crack sound.

What the kind of movement is that?! He's using his elbow?!

Fyar pulled back his right hand, then thrust his elbow upward from below in a fast vertical motion splitting Hasya's defense.

Bam!

Hasya's chin was hit squarely. His head was forced upward, staring at the pink Aurora

Fyar spun his body 180 degrees. His back faced Hasya. He delivered a spinning back elbow right to the solar plexus.

Fyar spun his body 180 degrees. His back faced Hasya. He delivered a spinning back elbow right to the solar plexus.

Wham!

Hasya coughed dryly. His body was thrown backward out of the white "Arean" circle.

As soon as his body crossed the white area's boundary, the sensation of lightness returned. Hasya twisted his body in mid-air, canceling the throwing momentum with telekinesis, and landed with the tips of his toes touching the ground silently.

He stood tall, wiping the corner of his lips.

But Fyar was already in front of him. His leg, cloaked in gray smoke, flew fast aiming for Hasya's right ribs.

Hasya reflexively dropped his right elbow to protect his liver.

At the last second, Fyar pivoted his hips. The trajectory of the kick changed drastically. The leg that was supposed to hit the stomach now shot up vertically.

Shit.. a feint?!

Thud!

Fyar's shin slammed into the side of Hasya's head.

Hasya's neck tilted extremely. His body staggered two steps to the side. His vision shook.

This man close-combat ability... I've never seen a style like this. Shit man

If our levels were equal, I would have definitely lost to him, hahah, Hasya muttered inwardly.

Sst!

Hasya jumped back three large steps to reset the distance. He stared at Fyar with a new look. A wary look.

Thud.

Hasya stomped his foot.

He advanced again. This time he aimed a full-power straight punch at Fyar's right chest.

Fyar raised both hands tight covering his face and chest. High Guard defense.

Bam!

Hasya's punch hit Fyar's arms. Fyar was pushed back, his feet dragging on the ground.

Hasya didn't stop. He bombarded Fyar's defense.

Left punch to the ribs. Right to the jaw. Left to the solar plexus. Right again to the liver.

Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!

Fyar kept retreating. He moved his elbows down to block body shots. He shifted his guard to the side to parry hooks. Cold sweat poured down his temples. His arm bones felt like cracking under the weight of Hasya's punches.

Rasie and Illya watched the fight intently. Their eyes did not blink.

"That crazy asshole..." Rasie muttered softly.

Illya clenched her own fists until her knuckles turned white. She bit her lower lip. Pride and worry mixed on her face.

Zaefal stood stiffly. His eyes moved rapidly analyzing every shift of Fyar's feet and shoulders.

In the sky, Cyahs sat on the back of the Giant Owl. He leaned forward, gripping the bird's feathers. His mouth hung slightly open watching the speed of the fight down below.

Thud thud thud thud thud thud.

The sound of flesh clashing against flesh echoed endlessly.

Hasya kept pressing. He punched Fyar from various angles. Forcing Fyar to keep stepping back. Left. Right. Back again.

Not yet... not yet... Still not yet... Still not yet... Fyar thought. His eyes peeked through the gap in his hands.

"Fyar Fyar Fyar, you're pretty good, Fyar, you're amazing!! What move was that, huh?!" Hasya shouted while smiling widely. His attacks grew more brutal.

Hasya pulled his right hand far back. He aimed for Fyar's temple for one finishing punch.

Now!

Sst!

Fyar stepped to the outside of Hasya's left leg. He rotated his front heel. Pivot. His body spun 90 degrees to the side, escaping the trajectory of Hasya's punch.

, Fyar lowered his center of gravity. He flowed 100 percent of his remaining Neutralize energy into his right fist. His arm muscles bulged instantly.

Hasya's eyes widened. His pupils shrank. His right punch hit nothing but empty air. He had never seen this movement in his life.

Amidst that confusion, Fyar exploded upward.

Thud!

Fyar's right uppercut landed squarely on Hasya's chin.

Hasya's head jerked vertically. His teeth clashed hard. Dense Neutralize energy flooded his nervous system, shutting down his defensive telekinesis instantly.

Hasya's body lifted off the ground. He was flung high into the air.

At a height of ten meters, the Neutralize effect faded. Hasya's power returned. He flipped his body in mid-air, steadying himself with telekinesis, then floated stably.

Hasya wiped his bruised cheek. He regulated his slightly chaotic breathing.

Down below.

Fyar's breathing was ragged and irregular. His chest heaved extremely.

Cough! Cough! 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

Fyar coughed violently. Fresh blood spurted from his mouth. He collapsed forward, clutching his cramping stomach. His legs could no longer support his body weight.