Chapter 14
With a loud bang, Roger's figure was flung miserably into the air before finally stopping after hitting the wall.
Everyone's eyes widened in shock.
None of them had predicted that the fight, which had previously been leaning towards Roger, would completely turn around so quickly.
Rangga, seeing this, couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine as he thought about what had just happened. He unconsciously glanced to his side.
There, a husky figure was trembling in fear, hiding behind his body. It was clear that the dog also knew what kind of terrible thing had almost happened to him.
Gabriel himself, who had been calm all this time, couldn't help but feel intrigued. As someone from a family background of swordsmen, he could see that the things Raka was doing were not simple.
Unconsciously, Gabriel felt drawn to find out what other surprises this friend with "trash" talent could show.
Meanwhile, Mrs. Sri, who witnessed this, also seemed unprepared, but her expression remained flat, unknown what she was thinking.
Raka, who had just unleashed his ultimate attack, was panting heavily. His pale face and beads of sweat on his body showed that he was not okay.
However, despite this, Raka still felt satisfied with his performance. This could be seen from the faint curve of his lips.
Even though Raka had been suppressing his "naivety" lately, whether intentionally or unintentionally, his still-teenage physique couldn't withstand the stimulation.
Therefore, Raka was quite happy to be able to slap the arrogant kid who was his opponent.
With a sense of satisfaction, Raka was ready to think about stopping the fight.
But soon, Raka couldn't keep himself immersed in his pride.
Because Roger, who had been sitting down all this time, began to move his body up and down quite quickly.
The people around who saw this were a little confused about what Roger was doing.
They all guessed whether Roger was in so much pain that he was having seizures, or if he was embarrassed because he couldn't beat someone he previously considered worthless.
Just as a group of people were about to keep guessing, a small giggle was heard.
"Hee hee hee..."
The people who saw this became even more confused.
Roger himself didn't care and kept making noises before finally bursting into laughter.
"Hahaha..."
Seeing Roger's abnormal behavior, everyone felt uncomfortable.
"Sure enough, the talent gap between people is wider than a chasm," said Roger, standing up with a slightly embarrassed but meaningful look.
Raka, seeing this, immediately became wary and curious about what the other party wanted to say.
"Did you just unleash your strongest attack?" asked Roger with an intrigued look.
Raka, seeing the other party's question, became even more confused.
As if sensing Raka's confusion, Roger sneered.
"You've put a lot of thought and energy into launching an attack that you think is very powerful, but look at me. Just by using the first skill brought by my Virtual Resonance, all your efforts have vanished in front of me!"
The people who heard this immediately became a commotion. At first, they didn't know what Roger wanted to say.
But when people looked towards Roger's body, they could see a long gash cutting through his clothes. But what was exposed from that place wasn't a sad scene of flesh and blood, but a slightly shiny black appearance as if Roger's body had turned into freshly polished iron.
With this, everyone immediately understood what Roger wanted to say.
After they realized this, the group of people couldn't help but be surprised. Because all this time, they thought that the reinforcement brought by Roger's Virtual Resonance only affected his hands, but it seems that wasn't the case. Roger's Virtual Resonance ability could still be applied elsewhere on his body.
Raka, seeing this, also realized and couldn't help but smile bitterly. Now he was clear why people with trash Virtual Resonance couldn't change the status quo. Because from the initial stage to the next, the existence of Virtual Resonance was indeed that crucial for a fighter.
Seeing Raka's expression, Roger just sneered.
Now, even though Roger seemed calm, he was very nervous inside.
Earlier, the attack launched by Raka was truly very threatening to him. Luckily, he was able to turn his body into iron in the last seconds.
If Roger had been even a little late, maybe now he would have been truly defeated under the other party's sword attack.
Now, if Roger deactivated the iron-clad nature of his body, people would definitely see the damage he received.
This made Roger very angry because what should have been in Roger's mind as a short victory match, turned into something unexpected.
Roger had almost been turned upside down in the gutter because of his carelessness.
Roger felt very ashamed to think that people knew he was defeated by trash.
With this, Roger could only throw a scapegoat and mock Raka with sarcastic words. He thought that if he didn't want to be humiliated, then he had to humiliate others to divert attention.
And sure enough, Roger's plan succeeded and even slightly messed up his opponent's determination.
But after a while, Roger saw Raka's calm demeanor again. This fueled his emotions, thinking that Raka must be underestimating him.
Roger, who couldn't stand it anymore, finally lunged towards Raka very quickly.
Swosh!
Raka quickly dodged to the side.
Roger, seeing this, was annoyed, but he didn't care and continued to mock.
"How is it? Are you feeling frustrated?"
Raka didn't answer the other party's sarcastic words at all and just kept focusing on dodging.
"Don't you feel that your efforts are not worth it? What you've worked hard for is just the starting point for someone?" Roger kept rambling.
"Hmph! So noisy!" Raka just snorted coldly at the other party.
Roger, seeing this, couldn't stand it anymore, but he could only stare at Raka with malice.
Both sides again engaged in a tense brief exchange. Now the position was back to what it was before, which made Roger even more frustrated.
When Roger was distracted, Raka immediately launched a counterattack.
Just like before, Raka dodged the other party's punch while dodging to the side, after which Raka slashed diagonally towards his opponent's body.
Roger's eyes immediately narrowed sharply. He knew that if this time he got hit, he would be finished even though he had the protection of the iron body.
With this, Roger immediately punched forward. And suddenly, a strange feeling appeared in the air.
The air instantly froze as if there was an invisible space.
As if pulled by something, Roger was pushed backward, which saved him from Raka's ultimate slash.
Raka, seeing this, frowned slightly.
Meanwhile, Roger felt more and more complicated in his heart. He knew that if they kept fighting for a long time, it was most likely that he would lose.
"Hehe alright, this time I'll show you how far the gap between us is!"
Raka, hearing this, hurriedly stabilized his position.
Roger darted forward quickly and launched blow after blow.
The appearance this time was the same as before where Raka dodged and parried while Roger attacked.
The people watching the show were a little confused by what Roger was yelling.
They all wanted to ask where the show was.
But Roger didn't disappoint them. Soon, he punched with his left hand.
With that punch, Roger seemed to have hit something in the air and pushed himself.
With this, Roger darted forward quickly, catching Raka off guard.
When Roger was right in front of Raka, his smile became vicious and he shouted.
"Virtual Resonance: Collapse Fist!"
With this, a strange force appeared in Roger's hand, as if making the space solidify.
After that, friction occurred between the fist and the solidified air, creating a kind of fire that appeared on Roger's fist, darting quickly toward Raka like a falling meteor.
Raka's eyes, seeing this, immediately narrowed and he hurriedly tried to save himself.
Bang!
Before Raka could act, the curtain of fire had covered his figure, bringing a feeling of scorching heat that was very threatening.