"Ding! Defeated two enemies: Reward 100 gold coins."
"Ding! +10 experience points."
Uzumaki Hiroshi clapped his hands, looking at the lone remaining opponent, Yamakei Ichiryu.
"Good, very good! I never thought you’d get this strong. Think back to a year ago—you were bullied every day," Ichiryu said, clapping his hands and walking forward.
"What? Getting impatient? Come on, let’s fight. Let’s see just how big the gap between us is now!" Uzumaki Hiroshi said, smiling and beckoning him closer.
Harumiko, who had watched the entire fight, now fully believed Uzumaki Hiroshi’s words. Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs N()velFire.net
She didn’t understand how it happened, but she believed his strength was earned through hard work.
Though young, Yamakei Ichiryu was already quite strong, thanks to years of elite training from his family.
However, because of his privileged background, he’d slacked off, making little progress for months. His father constantly scolded and disciplined him, but he refused to listen.
There are always spoiled rich kids, no matter where you go.
He still hasn’t realized the gap in our strength. I’ll show him soon enough. Still, he’s talented. If he weren’t from that family, he might be stronger than me, Uzumaki Hiroshi thought.
Suddenly, Yamakei Ichiryu’s foot moved, and he vanished, reappearing before Uzumaki Hiroshi. Hiroshi reacted instantly, dodging to the side.
They clashed. Hiroshi blocked Ichiryu’s kick with his arm, and Ichiryu blocked Hiroshi’s punch.
They exchanged blows, a fierce battle unfolding.
As time passed, Yamakei Ichiryu’s stamina began to wane. His speed slowed considerably.
"What’s wrong? Why aren’t you attacking? Tired? Your speed has dropped significantly," Uzumaki Hiroshi taunted, still looking relaxed.
"Impossible! How could you become this strong? What have you been doing these past few days?!" Yamakei Ichiryu asked incredulously, completely exhausted.
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