Reborn: Apocalypse Ready. War Goddess by My Side novel Chapter 563

Reborn: Apocalypse Ready, War Goddess by My Side

Chapter 563 Steven’s Round

His whole body surged with power, and any thought of surrender died in his chest.

But the instant Robby’s words finished ringing through the air, Steven’s foot slammed against the ground, and his body vanished in an instant.

He became a streak of black shadow, appearing directly in front of the Houston competitor with unnatural, unnerving speed.

A cruel smirk crossed Steven’s face. Trash like this only needed one hit to be knocked out.

In that same instant, the Houston competitor’s face twisted with pure terror, all color draining from his cheeks. He’d badly overestimated himself. Just having Steven appear in front of him felt like the air had been sucked out of his lungs.

This was the monster who’d racked up over twenty thousand points on his own.

His mind screamed a single thought. He was about to get seriously hurt.

He wanted to surrender right there.

But Steven had no intention of giving him that chance.

He threw a single punch.

The impact cracked through the air.

The young man’s face contorted into something almost unrecognizable, his stomach caving inward as though it had been punched clean through, blood and spit spraying from his mouth.

His body shot backward through the air with a sharp whistling sound, straight toward the stands.

Someone caught him before he hit the ground.

He’d already blacked out cold, hanging limp like a lifeless rag doll.

Every single person in that stadium stared, completely stunned.

Wait, what?

That’s it?

One punch, and it’s already over?

By the time anyone turned to look, Steven had already returned to his seat, eyes closed once more, as though nothing had happened at all.

A brief, stunned silence hung over the arena.

Then the crowd exploded into a wave of wild, roaring cheers.

“Absolutely brutal!”

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Chapter 563 Steven’s Round

He’d finished the job and walked away without a second glance, leaving nothing behind but his legend.

The Houston family’s expressions had flipped completely, from pure delight to pure dread in the span of a single punch.

Every one of them wore the same dark, sour look One punch, that was all it took, and the fight was already

over.

No wasted movement. No hesitation. Just one strike, and it ended.

The crowd roared with excitement. This was the kind of raw power Steven carried.

They’d already seen a hint of it back when he’d punched a level 4 beast into a mist of blood and boné.

If a single punch could obliterate a level 4 beast, a young Houston competitor never stood a chance.

If Steven hadn’t been holding back, that young man might not have survived at all.

“Referee! That was a sneak attack!” Jacques shouted furiously.

Robby turned toward Jacques with a flat, unimpressed stare.

“Why don’t you step onto that stage and find out if he needs two punches instead of one?”

Jacques immediately fell silent.

Honestly, everyone in that stadium had seen exactly what happened. The Houston competitor had unleashed his full power, and it hadn’t mattered in the slightest.

A single punch had ended the fight, even more effortlessly than Griffin’s or Fellaria’s matches before it.

And Steven had gone right back to whatever he’d been doing before, seemingly unaffected by any of it.

Up in the elevated section, Hudson kept his gaze locked on Steven the entire time.

The more impressive Steven’s performance became, the more obvious the killing intent grew behind Hudson’s calm expression.

A monster like this had to be eliminated. There was no other option.

Since that was settled, the beast tide could finally be unleashed, tonight, without further delay.

You want to shine as the next rising star? Then I’ll be the one to knock you out of the sky.

Robby’s voice rang out clearly. “Match eight, Steven wins!

“Competitor number nine, step forward!”

The matches that followed settled back into a normal rhythm, evenly matched fighters grinding through long, hard fought battles before a winner finally emerged.

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Chapter 563 Steven’s Round

Orroux Academy, despite being a major metro city, wasn’t weak by any measure. The real issue was that most of their qualified Four-Sigil fighters had been barred from competing in this particular tournament.

This event was a Tier-4 Awakened Tournament, and letting Orroux’s eligible fighters compete here mairly served as a way to build experience.

Orroux Academy’s true powerhouses were all saving their strength for the Tier-3 Awakened tournament happening two months from now.

Steven remained deep in the process of Beast Energy Conversion the entire time.

That dark beast energy inside him was steadily being converted, piece by piece.

By now, more than half of it had already been absorbed.

Before long, the

match wrapped up, deciding its own winner.

Ten compe

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nated, ten competitors advancing.

Rowenville’s competitors, Steven included, had advanced.

y comparison, only managed to advance two fighters.

ia from Oakridge Academy also advanced, giving that academy a combined total of seven en both schools.

ng three spots went to Four-Sigil fighters from other academies.

he ten who advanced, only Fiona and Bianca remained at Three-Sigil.

voice rang out across the stadium. “Now we move into the repechage challenge phase. The ten of

ho were eliminated may attempt to challenge anyone who advanced. You only get one shot at this, so se wisely.”

go first!”

young man leaped onto the stage.

Robby nodded toward him. “Who are you challenging?”

The young man pointed straight at Fiona, the only Three-Sigil fighter left among the finalists.

This was his one and only shot at redemption.

A wave of quiet regret passed through the other eliminated competitors, each of them wishing they’d claimed that opportunity first.

The challenger t

Fiona’s exp

Bianca

ompetitor Bianca had defeated earlier.

rose to her feet.

inst the ground and leaped onto the stage.

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Chapter 563 Stever’s Round

She glanced back toward Steven one last time.

Then she turned her focus to the young man across from her.

“Come at me.

As a student of Orroux Academy and a Four-Sigil fighter, he couldn’t stomach the thought of losing to someone ranked below him.

He needed to fight his way back into that top ten, no matter what it cost him.

He let out a furious shout, unleashing his full power as he charged toward Fiona.

The injuries from his last fight had already healed, and he’d recovered enough of his strength to feel confident he still had a real shot here.

Fiona’s eyes stayed cold and focused as she swung her blade in a sharp, decisive arc.

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ace of her mastered combat art into that single strike.

hed with wild, relentless intensity.

eling, evenly matched fight.

etitor gave an inch, locked in a fierce exchange.

ona remained at Three-Sigil, the combat mastery Steven had helped forge in her had reached a ear perfection.