Chapter - 9

Caught up in the Boin farce looking for amusement, Arthan thinks hard about how he can defeat Pedro without magical items and magic spells.

Arthan doesn't know how to fight empty-handed. He sucks at it on Earth, and it's more worse in this world since there are not even a dojo or internet where he could learn it.

However, that doesn't mean Arthan neglected the development of his body.

At least from the very first day he was reborn, he had been doing yoga, the only physical activity he practised on Earth.

Years of doing yoga made his body unbelievably flexible.

Bertrand had a very flexible body on Earth because of yoga, but after being nurtured by yoga and mana since day one, Arthan body is on another level.

Other than doing yoga, Arthan also routinely does some simple work out like running, push-ups, sit-ups, many others, which made his body well developed and packed with strength.

Thus, Arthan was in embarrassing condition like he was some hulk that merely knew how to dunk when playing basketball.

However, it doesn't mean Arthan never learned about combat. He can imitate many martial arts moves from Earth because his boy specification already passed the requirement needed to execute them.

Still, imitation was an imitation, after all. He never learned the essence. Consequently, the execution wasn't that fluid and full of flaws.

“Yawn…” getting a plan he can use, Arthan making a loud fake yawn to garner attention. And with an iconic mischievous big grin, he says, “Don't waste my time! You can keep the armor on!”

'…and made your body heavier… kekeke…' add Arthan inside his mind.

Arthan plan is simple, make the bull keep chasing the red clothes and bash it to death when it runs out of the gas. Pedro wearing armor is some touch of luck in Arthan plan. 

Though Arthan is also confident even without armor to hinder Pedro movement, the bull in Arthan plan will never hit the red clothes with his nimble feet and no mana to topple the game.

“Didn't you said, you can take me down with one punch? Then why bother taking off your armor?” provoke Arthan when he sees Pedro continue to untie his armor.

halt!

Noticing Pedro stops moving his hands from untying his armor. Arthan began to skip and shuffle and get on rhythm.

bounce~ bounce~

Giving fingers gesture, Arthan taunts Pedro, “Come on, big boy! Don’t tell me you chicken out even with your armor still on?”

Clench!

Clenching both hands hard, Pedro look at Boin.

"Hahaha... it's now getting more fun!" utter Boin when he sees Arthan keeps bouncing in a rhythm and then respond to Pedro, "Do it as he said."

Getting a 'yes' from Boin, Pedro ties back what he has undone and then dash into Arthan.

ta ta ta

“Don’t say I bully you after I whale in some sense to your fish brain!”

He was the best novice soldier under the Baron, so Arthan funny footstep is nothing in his eyes, or so he thought.

About a meter away from Arthan, Pedro threw a fast punch right at Arthan's grinning face.

Wham

whish

With the same grin still on his face, Arthan shifts his head to the left, easily dodging Pedro attack.

 “Is it best you can do, big girl? Why not wear a skirt from now on” whispers Arthan in a low voice as he takes a step to the right.

To play with the bull. The bull must lose its reason and only attack the red clothes. Power of suggestion from low voices trash-talk become handy for Arthan to make Pedro lose his reason.

“You think I can’t hit you? Then take this, and this!” Pedro quickly throws left jab left, right straight, left hook, right uppercut, and many other punches from any angle.

pow pow pow

whiz~ whiz~ whiz~

Yet not even one of his punches can connect on the target.

“Come on, can’t you punch faster? Your punch feels too breezy!”

Arthan keeps the distance between them one meter away. Moreover, at every fifth punch, Arthan will take one step to the left or right to make Pedro waste his power adjusting his body and disturb his punch rhythms.

gasp

Witnessing them circling around so fast, many children let gasping sound out of disbelieving that Pedro can't land even a hit.

“Go... boss, drain him and waste him!” shouts Toby.

“Pedro! Put your Armor down! He goading you to wear that uncomfortable armor to waste your energy!” the number two in Pedro group, the lanky Herbert shout reminding Pedro.

Feeling he was truly in Arthan trap because of the armor, Pedro takes all the heavy and uncomfortable things in his body off.

thud thud thud

One thing after another thrown by Pedro to the ground.

Boin at the side, facepalming his forehead at Pedro ridiculous actions, "Don't go around and tell people that you learned martial arts from me!"

"heh..." Arthan and other children were merely looking at him funnily.

‘You already waste so much energy. What the use to take the armor off now?’

"I don't believe I can't even land a punch!" with no armor hindering his movement and slowing him down.

Pedro punch becomes more fluid and faster.

He keeps advancing, following Arthan movement and battering him in full force.

pow pow pow

whiz~ whiz~ whiz~ Spin~

But the same thing happens Arthan is always one step ahead and easily dodging his attack. When Arthan kept spinning every three or four strikes to disrupt Pedro rhythm, Pedro was like a delusional bull, going all over the place looking for the red clothes.

“Huff~ huff~” with his breath became more heavily, Pedro taking a breath and stopped his attack.

“Yawn… is that all you got, big girl? Still, I think the maid skirt will look perfectly fine on your thin thighs! Shall I still one for you?” once again, Arthan began trash-talking in a low voice.

“Bastards!” Pedro anger once again flaring.

He starts to launch attacks. But this time, he chose to throw some kicks, trying to stop Arthan feet from moving.

‘As long I can take him down or stop his move, he is dead meat!' thought Pedro targeting Arthan thigh with a thrust kick.

Whoop

Whish~

“Only started to use feet now? How idiots are you!” taunt Arthan.

He doesn't need to see where Pedro kicks him on because as long as the distance between them is out of range of his kicks, all of them are mere breezy winds.

Whoop Whoop Whoop

Whish~ Whish~ Whish~

Kick by kicks launched by Pedro, yet none of it connects because every time he whips some kicks, Arthan will deliberately take one step back to lure Pedro to continue his combo kicks.

Though from Pedro point of view, he seems almost hitting Arthan, yet from the spectator point of view, the distance between them never closes in, and Pedro is just wasting his energy.

“Huff~ huff~” Pedro's breathing was getting faster and heavier.

He couldn't help but must stop his attacks and stare at Arthan full of hatred.

“Come at me if you dare! I know you got speed, but so what? You will never be able to take me down!”

“Same thing for you! Isn't it tiring to live like an idiot?" making funny face Arthan ridiculing Pedro.

Hear the word 'idiots', Pedro anger flares crazily.

“FUUCK! You are the idiot one!”

pow Whoop pow

whiz~ Whish~ whiz~

Again, he keeps launching a mix of attacks on Arthan, and still, none of them is connecting.

‘I need to grab him!’ decides Pedro, not caring anymore about his face.

Fwip~

Whoosh~

Pedro opens his fists and uses the fastest speed he can muster to rams on Arthan like a football player wants to tackle his opponent.

‘Heh… he finally using his brain, but now that’s useless!’

When Pedro's hands were about to grab Arthan hip, out of a sudden from the corner of his left eye, Pedro saw a black thing zooming fast at him.

Zoom!

He knows it was Arthan's fist, but he didn't care.

'As long I can tackle this kid on the ground, taking one blow is nothing!'

Yet, he forgets that being a handicapped kid from birth meant Arthan right hand was multiple times more powerful than the normal people. Besides, Arthan right hand is all over the top in terms of strength!

Bang!

Arthan hook punch connected to Pedro left cheeks and instantly made Pedro world turn black from the shock.

Spurt~ Spurt~

Bloods and chipped teeth flow from his mouth as his body falls to the ground.

tap tap tap

Pedro grunts in swarm coming to help him.

“Give me more boos, and this punch will fall on your temple point!” Arthan chillily glares at all boys in leather armor.

“…And you, lanky guy! If once again I hear you trash-talking about Topaz! Better you get your head clean since I will need it for a funeral!”

With some chuckle, Boin thought, ‘Not to be deceived by his form, huh? What kind of Interesting monster you brought in, Topaz!'

“That’s my boss!” shout Toby.

“No! That’s our boss!” correct Daren, putting his arm around Toby's neck.

After saying his words, Arthan comes to Boin under cheer and congratulations remark from his underling.

Seeing Arthan looking at him, Boin let out another chuckle before praising Arthan with claps, “Bravo, bravo, the young one is sure fast! You did a good job lad, seemed your uncle has been trained you hard.”

Arthan doesn't buy compliments from someone like Boin because you have no idea what's transpiring inside this bastard's head in the next second.

Thus, he only continues looking at him inquisitively with the same message, 'what next?'

"Damn lad, are you want to cripple him? Didn't it's bad enough? When it's time to stop, you need to stop, lad!” getting the wrong message, Boin reprimands Arthan.

gaps!

“Uhhh!” hearing the word from Boin, the other boys and girls were holding their breath.

“N-No, sir! What I mean is, what I should do next? Or to be precise, is there another one I should fight?” clears Arthan to Boin.

Hearing Arthan wanted another toy to play with, every boy that had jeered at Arthan before becoming pale.

“Hahaha… it is training ground lad, not an arena! We are merely training in here!” laughs Boin out loud feeling amused by Arthan words.

At Boin words, Arthan could only subtlety roll his eyes and let out his emotions inside his mind, 'Fuck you! You are the who made the arena in the training ground, asshole!'

Noticing Arthan subtle eyes rolling and remembering he was the one in the wrong, Boin was embarrassed.

blush

In order to save his face, Boin abruptly yelled an order, “Whoever has healing spell, help Pedro, and the other runs around the cavalry training ground for five rounds! We start the training!”

Since the order was too abrupt for them to process it, Boin orders were getting no response from the group of children; they merely dully looked at him in a daze. Arthan was one of them.

"All of you deaf?"

"No sir!"

“Then why are you not running?”

The groups of children could only let out a sigh, lamenting their life, and begin to run.

They could only resign to fate to have an instructor like Boin, who did whatever he wanted to do, no matter when and where.

Frown!

Witnessing the source of his embracement had yet executed his order Boin irritably scolds, "Are you having any healing spell, Arthan?"

"No sir! But ca-”

"Then run!"

Arthan wanted to say that he was tired and wanted to rest for a while, but before he could say anything, Boin interjected him.

Arthan was left speechless for a second in the absurdness of Boin before he regained his composure and ran with other children like a good kid.

Nevertheless, inside his head, he was ranting nonstop, 'Damn you moody bald-head! Just you, wait, there will be a time when I will burn your beard down!' remembering he doesn't know any fire spell, he corrected the vow, 'I mean, I will boil your beards down and pluck it out like chicken feathers! Just you, wait! Damn it!'