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Keep calm and write something...

"Who do I think will win?" Fein pondered this question for a moment before shrugging. "Beats me... It's more fun to see who will win without the use of my probe. In that way, there's the thrill element. But based on their aura, I think the guy named Kenshi has a slight edge and has more refined control of his energy."

"You can see the level of their control of degu energy with just a glance?" Sofia asked with slight surprise.

Fein looked at Sofia and pointed to himself. "You're talking about me. Such a simple thing is just a basic operation. Right, Voli?"

"Fuck, right!" Voli answered.

The A-degu user near Fein almost jumped to their seats when they saw the golden bear beside them suddenly talking.

"Friend, is that your tamed beast? Is it S-rank?" A man with silky-smooth hair, a white coat, and slightly feminine features asked.

'Can't people just mind their own business?' Fein sighed inwardly. "No, he just has a special ability that enabled him to talk and have such a high intellect. Bus his fighting ability is trash."

Fein said self-depreciatingly and portrayed a bitter expression that suits the tone of his voice.

The A-rank degu user has a good behavior than others due to their status. So the long-haired man just nodded and didn't speak anymore. Although it is not needed... Most A-rank degu user displays proper decorum because of their ego and pride in their strength.

Just like that, Fein and his group gave their full attention to the fighting stage.

On the stage, the two fighters started to move around and scrutinized each other's movements.

This is mostly the rhythm of the fight between high-level degu users. No immediate flashy movements or throwing powerful abilities at the start.

But probing each other moves, analyzing body language, keeping cards to their bodies, psychological battle, and a battle of the mind. They are already at the level that their fight leaned into tactics. The stage is their chess board.

"Do you think you can beat me? Mr. Semi-finalist?" Kenshi opened his mouth while walking sideways.

John Paul smiled sarcastically. "Remember, people can improve. Now, I will take the championship this time! So don't bother to attack my psyche."

Before John Paul could even finish his words, his nose caught a strange smell, and he began to get dizzy.

'Oh shit! Did he purposely distract me so I will ignore the smell? This bastard!' John Paul cursed.

"You are already caught in my rhythm..." Taking advantage of the opponent's unstable movements. Kenshi dashed towards John Paul, who was disoriented. 'With my propane mist, this fight is in the bag!'

Propane mist is one of Kenshi's abilities. A mist that smoothly blends in the air itself and only released a faint scent. Once his target smells the mist, it would attack his nervous system and his mind.

"It's your mistake to pay attention to my words." In Kenshi's hand, a dark red, high-speed rotating ball appeared.

'This guy is clever.' Fein thought.

'Fuck this, I can't control my body.' John Paul realized the devious tactic Kenshi used at this time. 'Still, I won't go down this easily!'

As a veteran monster fighter that qualified for the semi-finals. John Paul could quickly think on his feet. The more desperate the situation is, the calmer he became.

Although he was having a hard time controlling his body, then he didn't need to control it anymore. Fortunately, he can still activate his abilities.

"Don't underestimate me!" John Paul roared. His body released a tremendous amount of degu energy. Then the size of his shadows grew bigger until it reached the height of ten meters. 'Let me see if you could breach my shadow front.'

Seeing this, Kenshi just smirked and continued unabated. The high-speed rotating red ball in his hand hit the large palm of the shadow that was trying to block the attack.

The result, the high-speed rotating ball didn't do anything to the shadow at all. No, scratch or damage.

"That's it?" John Paul thought that he had successfully resisted that attack, as his shadow was completely intact.

Kenshi just gave a faint smile, which made John Paul confused.

'Why is he smiling?' Suddenly, John Paul's eyes widened. Then he spurted a mouthful of blood. He could feel that his organs were severely damaged.

He fell to his knees while clutching his stomach. "What did you do?"

"My attack might not have destroyed your defense, but it penetrated your internal organs. I used that ball to target the internal organs in your body." Kenshi walked slowly towards John Paul, whose expression was filled with pain.

Blue energy covered Kenshin's fist. "This is my Howling Fist. I will defeat you with this as a sign of respect."

"Just do it." John Paul closed his eyes and finally conceded.

BANG!

Kenshin punched John Paul. The punch threw John Paul outside of the ring and made him lose consciousness.

"Now, I'm finally the champion!"

WHOOOOOAAA!!

The audience cheered at Kenshi's declaration. It caused the dazed referee to finally announce the result.

"The winner of this tournament. The new champion of the tournament of power. The one who was close to the championship last year has finally conquered it! Give a round of applause for Kenshi!"

The referee was still amazed at just how fast the last fight of the tournament ended. After all, both fighters were strong and eliminated their competitors with strong postures.

'This is the fastest last round in record.'

The audience gave a round of applause. Kenshi's fan girls have flushed faces as they shouted his name.

"Kenshi!"

"Kenshi!"

"Kenshi!"

"Did you see Sofia? The enemy has lost since the start of the fight. Kenshi's first move is the determining factor. When John Paul was distracted with these words, the toxic mist that Kenshi subtly fused in the air attacked him." Fein said.

Sofia nodded as she played the fight in her head. "Such a high-level fight. It's not as flashy as normal fights but they utilized their abilities perfectly. A battle of mind..."

"They are efficient with the utilization of their skills. That's why there's a saying... If you want to become something, strive to be efficient." Fein smiled.

"Become efficient..." Sofia muttered as if she learned something.