Getting spoiled in a woman dominating world-Chapter 387: First year finals [3]

Brandon’s pupils narrowed as Selena closed the distance in an instant, her presence smashing into him like a tidal wave.

The sand beneath his feet liquefied from the pressure alone, and his blazer snapped violently behind him.

*screech-*

Her fist slammed into his guard, black-red ether detonating on contact.

He blocked it with his forearm, twisting his body and dispersing the force in a burst of blue ether.

Selena didn’t give him a moment.

She drove her knee toward his ribs, but Brandon twisted his torso and caught it under his arm.

Crimson lightning crawled over his skin as her ether tried to eat through his defenses.

He pulled her forward and slammed his forehead into hers.

CRACK.

Selena’s head snapped back, blood spraying into the air in a crimson arc.

But instead of collapsing, she laughed "Ha... Hahaha."

Her hands shot up and grabbed into his shoulders as she headbutted him again.

Brandon quickly countered with a brutal elbow strike to her sternum.

BOOM.

"Buagh-" The blow folded her body inward, launching her straight up into the air.

She spun wildly, ether bleeding from her mouth like smoke.

Brandon raised his hand, and the blue ether around him compressed violently.

The ground beneath him cratered as gravity warped.

Selena twisted mid-air and her eyes widened as she felt the pull from his gravity ether.

Her body was yanked downward violently, slamming back toward Brandon like a falling comet.

Looking at the falling Selena, he stepped forward and punched upward.

The fist met her descending body head-on and knocked the air out of her lungs.

KRRRAAAAA-BOOOOOM!

The explosion flattened the arena floor completely.

A ring of compressed air blasted outward, smashing into the barrier so hard it stretched and turned opaque for a second.

"WAIT!"

"WHAT THE-"

The audience screamed as the shockwave washed over them.

Several students were thrown back in their seats despite the guards.

Elena raised her hands to block herself from the shockwave. "Is this even first-years fighting anymore."

Dhayun’s jaw dropped to see the fight "I didn’t know Woonie was that powerful."

Hearing this, Yverine smiled faintly "Oh you haven’t even seen half of what he can do."

Standing beside them Eira just chuckled

When the dust cleared-

Selena lay sprawled on the flattened stone, and her aura flickered violently, sputtering like a dying flame.

Brandon glanced down at Selena’s body twitching on the ground, and an uneasiness crawled up his spine.

Pushing herself up, Selena looked up at Brandon and suddenly coughed, spitting a mouthful of blood.

"Augh- *cough*"

A sharp whistle cut through the arena, followed by a series of rapid signals as teachers leapt into the arena.

From multiple entrances, medical teams rushed in as they crossed the ruined ring at full speed.

"Clear the center!" one of the healers shouted, raising a glowing barrier around Selena’s body.

A healer quickly stabilized her neck while another injected a shimmering vial directly into her bloodstream.

High above, the announcer hesitated, but then she cleared her throat "... M-Match concluded!"

"Due to incapacitation... the winner of the First-Year Finals is-"

"-BRANDON KAEL!"

For half a heartbeat, the arena was silent.

Then cheers crashed together like thunder, banners waving wildly as students screamed his name.

Some stood on their seats, others pounded the railings, and more than a few simply stared in disbelief at the devastation below.

Scrying drones zoomed in, capturing Brandon standing alone at the center of the ruined arena.

Brandon stood still with his gaze lowered ’Something is wrong with her, I need to investigate.’

A teacher approached him and placed a hand on his shoulder "...It’s over," she said quietly.

Turning to her, Brandon nodded with a faint smile "Mhm."

As the medical teams carried Selena away on a floating stretcher, Brandon watched until she disappeared from view.

Elena rushed into the arena in excitement and jumped into his arms "Bran, WE WON!"

Catching her in his arms, he let out a soft chuckle "Yeah..."

Suddenly the screams in the arena pitched, seeing Elena hug Brandon.

Cameras zoomed in, and the noise doubled in intensity.

Seeing this, Elena hurriedly got down from him and lowered her head in embarrassment.

"S-Sorry!" she blurted, fidgeting with her fingers in embarrassment.

"I-I just got excited..."

Brandon looked up at the stadium with a dry smile and lifted one hand in a small, awkward wave, earning an even louder response.

At this time, out of the corner of his eyes, in his peripheral vision... he spotted something.

He quickly turned his head and saw a white butterfly flutter through the lingering dust.

"...Again," he murmured under his breath.

Elena noticed his sudden stillness and followed his gaze "Huh? What are you staring at?"

But when she looked, there was nothing.

The butterfly veered upward, catching a stray beam of light, its wings glowing pure white for a brief second.

Then it slipped past the barrier edge and into the corridor beyond the arena.

Elena shook his hand, and he blinked before turning to her "Elena?"

Tilting her head, she spoke "What are you dazed about? Come on, let’s go."

As Brandon started walking toward the exit tunnel, the cheers followed him every step of the way.

Beside him, Elena let out a chuckle "You might have traumatized some first-year students."

Upon hearing this, he smiled dryly "Maybe."

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In one of the private rooms inside the Academy-

Soft light filtered through the tall windows, casting a calm glow over the quiet space.

Brandon lay face-down on the long couch, shirt discarded nearby.

Dhayun stood over him barefoot as she pressed her heel gently into his lower back giving him foot massage.

She moved slowly, working the knots out with practiced pressure, her toes flexing as she shifted her weight.

"...You went way too far," she muttered, though there was no real scolding in her voice.

Her foot traced along his spine, easing the tightness one inch at a time.

Brandon let out a low breath, face half-buried in the cushion "Mm. Felt necessary."

"Left a bit," he mumbled into the cushion, voice muffled and drowsy. "Yeah... right there."

Dhayun hummed, shifting her weight to dig the ball of her foot into the tight spot just below his shoulder blade.

He let out a soft sigh "You’re a goddess."

On the couch nearby, Eira sat cross-legged with her phone tilted toward Yverine.

The screen was filled with paused clips, replays, and comment threads.

"Look at this one," Eira said, tapping the screen.

"They zoomed in right when he kicked her into the barrier."

Yverine giggled, zooming in on Selena’s blood-sprayed expression mid-impact "The comments are wild. ’He folded her like origami.’ ’He ended her whole bloodline with one shin.’ ’Selena asked for a fight and got an execution.’"

Eira scrolled further, "Someone edited it with meteor sound effects. Another one slowed it down and added sad violin music for her flight time."

"Wait what? Someone made fan art already... of Brandon and Elena kissing."

Behind them, Dhayun gave one final, firm press with her heel between Brandon’s shoulder blades, then stepped lightly down from the couch.

"Thank you, Noona." Brandon pushed himself up with a low, satisfied groan, sitting upright and rolling his shoulders.

Muscles popped softly as he lifted both arms high overhead in a long, lazy stretch that made the lines of his back and chest flex.

And before Brandon could fully lower his arms, Dhayun slipped right into his lap, settling sideways across his thighs.

Her back pressed to his bare chest as she draped her legs over his.

Brandon’s arms came around her waist instantly, pulling her closer until she was tucked perfectly against him.

He dropped his face into the curve of her neck with a contented sigh and nuzzled his nose just below her ear, brushing his lips onto her warm skin.

"You are so soft and warm, Noona." he mumbled, his voice muffled against her throat. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

Dhayun tilted her head to give him better access, and a soft laugh escaped her lips.

His hands had been resting innocently on her stomach, but one slowly wandered upward, slipping beneath the loose hem of her academy shirt.

His fingers traced the soft skin of her ribcage, then higher, until his palm cupped the full weight of her breast.

He squeezed gently, brushing his thumb over her nipple in a lazy circle and she arched just slightly into his touch.

"Greedy," she whispered in a fond tone.

Suddenly, Brandon heard a notification sound from his phone.

Hm? He stopped squeezing his breast for a moment and reached into his pocket to retrieve the phone.

Looking at the message, his gaze condensed and he gently kissed Dhayun’s cheek "Ok, I will be out for a moment."

Dhayun turned to glance him for a moment and leaned forward to kiss his lips "Mhm."

He stood, gently lifting her off his lap and setting her down beside him on the couch.

Brandon leaned over and brushed Yverine’s hair aside to kiss the corner of her mouth.

She made a small surprised sound, then smiled against his lips.

Then he moved to Eira and cupped the back of her neck before kissing her firmly.

"I will be back, wait here for a moment."