Hunter Academy: Revenge of the Weakest novel Chapter 271

Chapter 271 Chapter 63.3 - Divergence

"Why does it have to be you? Why can't it be me?" The anguished voice echoed in the tense atmosphere of the final exam.

The duels between students were underway; each confrontation met with eager eyes from the onlooking students.

In the midst of the arena, Ethan found himself face to face with a mysterious opponent, his eyes meeting the hollow black-purple eyes of the other student.

FLINCH!

A shiver ran down Ethan's spine as an unsettling feeling settled in the pit of his stomach. Of course, he knew who this person was.

It was the gloomy student who never talked with others. After all, he was quite famous for being the last ranked in the academy, and Ethan had heard his name quite a few times.

"What do you mean?" However, Ethan was having a hard time comprehending his words.

"What do I mean? Of course, you wouldn't understand." His response didn't explain much as well, as the student just looked at him.

As the two locked eyes, it was as if time momentarily stood still. The purple hue of the student's eyes seemed otherworldly, but within that vibrant color, Ethan detected a small but distinct blackness, as if something sinister lurked within.

Ethan continued to study the person before him, attempting to understand the cryptic words and the unsettling gaze. However, the young man remained silent, offering no further explanation.

The judge raised his hand, signaling the commencement of the duel. "Ethan Hartley versus Astron Natusalune. Begin!"

The judge's words hung in the air as Ethan and Astron Natusalune prepared to face off. The tension escalated, and the onlookers leaned in, their eyes fixed on the impending clash.

Ethan tightened his grip on his spear, a determined glint in his eyes. Astron, on the other hand, wielded a pair of gleaming daggers, his expression unreadable. The arena crackled with anticipation as the duel began.

SWOOSH!

Ethan lunged forward, his spear cutting through the air with precision. Astron swiftly dodged the initial strike, showcasing agility that contradicted his low rank.

'Hmm?'

However, Ethan continued his relentless assault, pressing Astron back with each calculated move.

CLANK!

The clash of metal resonated as Astron desperately parried Ethan's spear with his daggers.

The power and skill gap between them was evident, with Ethan easily overpowering his mysterious opponent. The onlookers exchanged glances, surprised by the one-sided nature of the confrontation.

Astron's movements became more erratic, and beads of sweat formed on his forehead. Despite his best efforts, he struggled to keep up with Ethan's speed and strength.

"Tch."

The hollow black-purple eyes betrayed a hint of frustration, a stark contrast to Ethan's focused determination.

Ethan's spear danced through the air, its movements fluid and controlled. He anticipated Astron's every move, exploiting weaknesses in his defense. It was clear that Ethan had the upper hand, and the arena buzzed with murmurs as the disparity in skill became more apparent.

'I don't know what is his deal, but I will end it with this.'

「Spear of Hartley. Tiger's Thrust.?」

CLANK!

With a powerful thrust, Ethan disarmed Astron, sending one of the daggers flying across the arena.

"Wow, he did it."

The spectators gasped in amazement at the sheer dominance displayed by Ethan.

However, instead of reveling in his victory, Ethan hesitated for a moment, his gaze fixed on Astron's remaining dagger and his face.

"In the end, I couldn't even do this on my own."

His eyes were locked on his hands as he mumbled to himself. The aura surrounding himself started to change as well, as Ethan started to feel that sinister aura emanating from him.

"I don't know what your deal is, but I won't let you do whatever you are doing."

Ethan's internal conflict fueled his determination as he refocused on the duel. With a newfound resolve, he charged at Astron, his spear poised for another strike.

Astron, despite being disarmed by one dagger, exuded an air of calm confidence as he mumbled expressionlessly. "It is easy to say for you, isn't it? After all, you are Ethan Hartley. The genius of the Hartley family."

CLANK!

As Ethan lunged forward with the Spear of Hartley, Astron effortlessly parried the attack with his remaining dagger.

"Huh?"

Ethan let out a surprised exclamation as he looked at his parried dagger and shaking wrists.

SWOOSH!

Following that, Astron unleashed a surprising punch. The blow was delivered with such speed and precision that Ethan had little time to react—the punch connected, sending Ethan hurtling backward through the air.

CRASH!

The spectators gasped as Ethan crashed to the ground, the impact causing a cloud of dust to rise around him.

The dust settled around the arena as Ethan struggled to rise from the impact. Astron stood calmly, the remaining dagger in hand, a cold expression on his face. The spectators watched in anticipation, unsure of what would unfold next.

Astron's disdainful gaze fixated on Ethan as he spoke with a voice filled with bitterness. "You think it's that simple, don't you? Just train hard and get stronger. But talentless people like us tend to drown in their own pit of mediocrity."

Ethan, still catching his breath, shot a determined look at Astron. Now, the aura surrounding him has already changed.

SWOOSH!

But at that moment, Astron, with an eerie calmness, disappeared from his original position, only to reappear right before Ethan's face. His hands were shrouded in eerie and dark energy, an unsettling sight that sent a chill down the spines of the onlookers.

THUD!

Before Ethan could react, Astron unleashed another punch with ruthless precision. The blow landed squarely on Ethan's battered form, preventing him from standing up.

The force of the punch echoed through the arena, and Ethan crumpled to the ground once more.

The spectators watched in horrified silence as Astron, consumed by an unseen darkness, continued his assault. Each punch was delivered with a mixture of anger and frustration as if Astron was unleashing years of pent-up emotion with each blow. freewebnoveℓ.com

As Astron beat Ethan mercilessly, he spoke with a voice filled with a bitter resonance that reverberated through the arena. "I hated myself at first. I thought it was my fault for being weak. I blamed myself for everything, thinking I could change all of those. But I realized, no matter what I did, this world was never going to let me stand."

Ethan, struggling to endure the relentless assault, listened to Astron's words with a mix of confusion and pain. The dark energy surrounding Astron intensified, casting an ominous glow on the scene.

"The god himself abandoned first 'her' and then me," Astron continued, his voice carrying a deep sense of betrayal. "No one cared for me, even while everything was happening right in front of their faces."

"Burghk-!" Ethan spitted blood from his face as he couldn't bear the blows.