Hunter Academy: Revenge of the Weakest novel Chapter 682

Chapter 682 151.4 - Let me see your strength

"Then a final fight?"

"Indeed. A final fight."

The arena felt like a furnace, the heat of Irina's flames mixing with the oppressive energy radiating from both combatants. Despite the exhaustion weighing heavily on them, the anticipation of one final clash rekindled their resolve.

Irina raised her arms, flames coiling tightly around her wrists, crackling with raw intensity. This fight had tested her in ways she hadn't expected. Astron's relentless speed and adaptability had forced her to push the boundaries of her control, her multitasking skills, and even her creativity.

"This isn't just about winning,' she thought, her eyes narrowing. 'It's about becoming better.'

Astron's stance shifted slightly, his sharp gaze locked on her movements. While his agility gave him an edge, he'd come to respect Irina's ability to adapt. Her quick thinking and sheer power had kept him on his toes, and every mistake he'd made had been met with punishing retaliation. Fighting her was an entirely different challenge from anything he'd faced before-a constant tug-of-war between precision and survival.

"Don't hold back," Irina said, her voice carrying over the heat between them. "If this is the last round, I don't want any excuses.""

Astron shook his head, his body lowering slightly as his aura sharpened. "I will not."

The air between them seemed to pause for a brief moment before they moved simultaneously.

Irina unleashed a wave of fire, her mana surging to its peak as she cast multiple spells at once. Flaming spears materialized in the air, shooting forward in rapid succession, while her flames twisted into a whip that lashed toward Astron with pinpoint accuracy.

But Irina had anticipated this. She split her focus, using her telekinesis to redirect the flaming spears mid-flight. They arced through the air, targeting Astron's blind spots. He reacted instantly, his instincts honed from the experience of fighting many stronger opponents. A burst of mana propelled him sideways, narrowly avoiding the first spear. Another grazed his shoulder, leaving a faint burn, but he didn't falter. His eyes flickered toward Irina, his determination unwavering.

'She's gotten faster,' he thought, a flicker of respect passing through his mind. 'But that just means I need to be sharper'

Astron changed his approach, feinting left before surging right. His sudden burst of

speed caught Irina off guard, and for a moment, he was within striking distance. His hand shot forward, aiming for her side, but her barrier shimmered to life, absorbing the blow and dispersing the impact.

Irina smirked, her flames roaring as she countered. Her whip lashed out, forcing Astron to retreat, while the redirected spears boxed him in. She could feel the strain of maintaining so many spells at once, but she refused to let it show.

Astron dropped low, his body twisting as he launched himself upward in a spiraling motion. The force of his movement created a small shockwave that disrupted her

whip, giving him just enough space to close in again.

This time, Irina didn't back down. She compressed the flames around her, creating a focused explosion that forced Astron to adjust mid-air. He landed with a roll, but she was already on him, her flames surging forward in a relentless assault.

The clash continued, both of them adapting and countering in real-time. For Irina, it was an opportunity to push her multitasking to its limits, balancing offense and defense with precise control. For Astron, it was a lesson in patience and timing, finding openings in her overwhelming power without getting caught in her traps. The minutes stretched on, each exchange leaving its mark on the arena and their bodies. Sweat dripped from their faces, mingling with the faint streaks of blood from their earlier wounds. Despite their exhaustion, neither showed any sign of giving up.

The intensity in the arena reached a fever pitch, the scorched air thick with mana and the heat of Irina's relentless flames. Both Astron and Irina were moving at the edge of their limits, each exchange pushing them closer to exhaustion. Yet, Irina's mind raced, weaving together a new strategy mid-fight.

She knew the risks of her most powerful spell-a devastating area attack capable of obliterating enemies like Astron in a single blow. But the memory of its destructive potential, from her duel against Seraphina, gave her pause. She'd nearly lost control then, and the thought of doing so now was unthinkable.

At that time, many instructors had all pushed their energy into the formations around the tournament arena. This time, her mother could possibly intervene, but there was no need to take such a risk.

Especially she wouldn't put Astron's life into such a danger.

And she was sure that, he was doing the same. Even though he was using nearly all of his power, she was %100 sure that Astron was not fighting to kill her.

That was why.....

'This isn't the time for brute force,' she thought, her eyes narrowing as Astron closed in once more. 'I need precision. Speed. And control'

With that resolve, Irina shifted her approach.

--Spellcasting Speed and Multitasking

Her flames surged outward, but instead of channeling her mana into a single massive spell, she cast multiple smaller ones in rapid succession.

School of Emberheart: Flickerburst Volley]

A flurry of fireballs materialized around her, each one a smaller, more concentrated burst of flame. They shot toward Astron in unpredictable arcs, forcing him to weave and dodge in a chaotic rhythm. At the same time, Irina kept her body enchanted with a layer of flame armor, reinforcing her defenses and enhancing her agility. Astron darted through the barrage, his movements fluid and calculated. His sharp gaze never left her, even as he twisted and turned to avoid the onslaught. Despite her rapid casting, he managed to close the gap again, his footwork precise as he prepared

to strike.

But Irina wasn't done.

--Multitasking with Telekinesis

As Astron moved, Irina's telekinesis flared to life. The fiery projectiles she'd cast didn't dissipate after missing their target. Instead, she redirected them mid-flight, bending their trajectories to target Astron's blind spots. Each adjustment was subtle, almost imperceptible, but it forced him to constantly shift his focus.

Astron's eyes narrowed as he realized her intent. He launched himself upward, using a burst of mana to propel himself above the redirected flames. But Irina had already anticipated the move.

She extended her hand, flames coiling into a focused whip that lashed upward to meet him mid-air. At the same time, her telekinesis compressed the space around the whip,

amplifying its speed and precision.

SWIRL!

Astron twisted his body, narrowly avoiding the strike. As he landed, his feet barely touched the ground before he surged forward again, his speed nearly overwhelming.

--Experimenting with Teleportation

Irina's mana pulsed as she tried something new-something she'd been testing throughout the fight. Her flames flickered around her feet, forming a circular sigil

beneath her.

[School of Irina: Ember StepJ

In an instant, her body flickered out of view, reappearing a short distance away just as

Astron's strike passed through where she'd been standing. The teleportation wasn't seamless-it required immense focus and drained her mana significantly-but it

worked. For a moment, she had the upper hand.