OLD-WORLD EXTRA-Chapter 335: Arthur Vs Xavier Jr

While falling, little Xavier felt as if he could see the world in slow motion, but that was only due to his concentration spiking so rapidly.

During that slow moment, he saw his Professor snicker, his shades reflecting light at him due to the shiny pawns on each side.

'I'll show him!'

The boy was embarrassed as he was called out in the club banquet some days back, and today, he wanted to prove his professor wrong. Show that even with his minimal strength, mercy was possible.

And so...

He was not about to fall so stupidly!

Using the kite shield in his left arm, he stabilized himself, stabbing it into the ground and pushing himself up.

Then, with his right arm, he raised his sword high and screamed:

"HONORABLE DUEL!"

This ability was felt at once.

".....!"

Arthur flinched and stepped back, still inscribing runes for increased Power on his assault rifle. He instinctively knew that any damage they could do to each other increased by a hefty percent.

Xavier successfully pulled off his act, making the fall seem on purpose, and the crowd grew wild!

"Wo000000000000h!"

"Wo0000000000000oh!"

As the students screamed their lungs out, the Elite, Elijah and Aria talked among themselves.

"Shit man, I gotta admit, that was cool."

"Yeah, I thought that he was falling."

"He's just showing off, stop hyping him up."

"Glazing, you mean?"

"Stop with the slang, there's new words every day, I can't keep up."

'Unlucky or not, they're too slow.'

Emir wasn't impressed however, he silently watched from the side, eyeing the clumsy Arthur finally finish inscribing his weapon.

Unfortunately for the kid, he wasn't allowed to do it before the duel, as everything had to be done during the fight, keeping things fair and all that.

Anyhow, he didn't have time to inscribe some defensive runes on his augmented suit, since Xavier ended his fancy performance and rushed forward, his shield covering his entire body from the top of his head to the tips of his feet.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Bullets began to fly, hitting Xavier's shield, pushing him back, but he kept marching forward, as if walking against a strong current.

A few bullets deflected off, almost hitting those watching outside their little square, but it was guaranteed not to happen.

Emir was there to block them all with his Aether Constructs if they came close.

Meanwhile, Xavier's shield was taking a beating, but it wasn't enough, if Arthur didn't change his strategy, he wouldn't be able to shoot through it in time, and Xavier would reach him, cut him down.

Whoosh!

Arthur jumped up high, using his augmented suit's strength to its fullest, and kept his finger on the trigger, raining down bullets.

Luckily for him, the mag size was large, enough to house hundreds of bullets, so he went ham, not caring for when he would need to reload since if it came to that, he would have long since lost.

Xavier quickly adapted to the onslaught, pulling his shield up to guard him from above.

That was a mistake.

Against anyone else, that defensive action might've been satisfactory, but he was up against Arthur, a Blessed, a boy so bathed in luck that a fake novel was written about him.

Bang! Bang!

The rune triggered as two bullets left the chamber and neared Xavier.

Crack!

They missed him, hitting the ground to his front.

One could easily see that Arthur wasn't good at aiming...

But that didn't matter.

The first bullet lodged itself into the dusty ground, and the second hit that exact same location, ricocheting off it and heading straight to his right leg, tearing through the force shield and his calf at once.

"AUUGGGGH!"

Xavier screamed out in pain and fell to his knees, barely managing to keep his left arm up to block the last few bullets as Arthur dropped to the ground as well.

"Give up, you can't heal your way out of this!"

Old-world medicine wasn't allowed in their duels, so he couldn't heal, he had to win with just

his left leg.

"...Hufffff... No, I must use my Aether."

Deciding to go all out, Xavier stopped caring about saving his Aether reserves anymore and

roared:

"Aetheric Bulwark!"

A massive, almost luminescent barrier materialized just before Arthur, stopping him from shooting outright.

The boy quickly rushed to the side, as he didn't want to allow Xavier a second more to close in.

But he was too late; without any bullets blocking Xavier's path, only a single step or rather hop was needed to cross the distance between them.

His right arm was raised high, his sword gripped tight, threatening to fall on the protag's

head.

Yet it didn't move.

Arthur, who hid himself behind his gun, only noticed that after a few seconds.

"Surrender, there's no need for the Professor to interfere."

The tables had turned.

Xavier's words were clear and quite logical; even Emir agreed, subtly nodding as he watched. freēwēbηovel.c૦m

However, the blessed boy was far from logical.

"Take this!"

Using his weapon as a club, he swung at Xavier's head, intending to knock him out.

But his movements were too slow.

"Ugh!"

Xavier simply kicked his solar plexuses using his dead leg, copying his professor, and

snatched the gun away from him.

"I said surrender!"

"....You bastard!"

Arthur's eyes narrowed on Xavier, and with clenched teeth, he punched out, aiming for his

private parts, more specifically, his balls.

The hit landed cleanly.

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No damage was done. The power behind his fist was too weak to even cause a minuscule ripple

on the force shield.

Xavier blankly stared down at Arthur, then used his shield to stab his hand into the ground,

making him scream in pain.

"АННННН!"

Chuckling, Emir stepped in, lifted the shield off Arthur's hand, and said:

"Please students, this isn't a bar fight. Have some class."

"But it wasn't me!"

At Xavier's rebuttal, Emir laughed even louder, almost drowning out Arthur's scream with the

sheer depth of his voice.

"I know, I know, just joking. Good job, Xavier, you'd make your father proud."

Hearing such unexpected praise stunned Xavier into silence, even making Arthur shut his

trap.

"T-Thank you Sir..."

Stuttering words that didn't match his physique echoed in the quiet arena.

'That's right...'

The kid's 'blank' visage began to fill in as Emir placed Xavier into the 'human being' category

within his mind's subconscious ranking, deeming him someone worth seeing.

A young boy with a strong build, only slightly weaker-looking than Max. He had brown,

almost orange hair that reached his ears and similarly colored eyes.

'Hm.'

Emir blinked his eyes a few times, then gestured for Xavier to speak, seeing that he had

something to say or ask.

"Sir-Professor Emir! Do... do you know my father?"