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It seemed like Ghostpro was about to release some profound, villain-like lines explaining how he had outsmarted Tunder, but all he said was:

"Be careful bro, this is gonna hurt."

Before anyone could parse what he meant, they all felt a strange pulsation emerge from Ghostpro that instantly arrived at Tunder's location. The powerful space archer was already phased, so he expected it to pass through him.

However, Tunder suddenly felt extreme pain all over his body, which increased per picosecond until his body - despite being semi-corporeal - exploded into chunks of meat. This not only shocked the core members, but shocked Ghostpro as well.

With slightly wide eyes, he scratched his cheek and commented. "Did I really take that bad of a beating?"

Tunder respawned at the side of the stage with a thoughtful expression, he didn't seem sad or angry at his loss, rather intrigued by what had let to his downfall. When Ghost jumped down from the stage, Tunder walked over with a smile.

"You have a really sharp combat sense and a great ability for tolerance, my man. I think I understand how you got me."

Ghostpro raised an eyebrow, not commenting.

Tunder wasn't bothered by this and continued while rubbing his chin. "During the battle, I even thought of it. It's well known that you have the ability to withstand any damage and even reflect it back with double the potency. It's why you are currently rated as one of the strongest God Serpent Inheritors combat wise."

"Not only that, but you have the uncanny ability to regenerate almost as well as someone with Pangu's Undying King Inheritance. Coupled with this, it allows you to manifest an ability that I should have considered, but never thought possible."

Tunder released his chin and smiled thinly. "The ability to temporarily store damage and then release it at once. Or rather, you receive the damage and hold back on the reflection until you reach your limit?"

"Whatever the case, the fact is that you have upgraded your technique significantly. Even if I knew what you were doing, it changes nothing if I want to win the match. You're pretty amazing." Tunder concluded with a slight smile.

Ghostpro nodded with a look of appreciation in his eyes. "Smart. I call it Bide. Because I got the idea after playing the new generation 89 Pokémon game."

Tunder's calm smile flustered, and the rest of the core members almost fell over. Such an OP technique that gave them headaches on how to bypass it was learned by playing that cashgrab game which became shit after Nintendo collapsed?!

The core members then carefully scrutinized Ghostpro.

Was this fellow a hidden troublemaker with no shame?

Should he be put in the same category as Fitter and RamButt, in that he needed a beating?

However, when they saw his posture and expression, they couldn't help but feel like it was less that he was a troublemaker, and more like he just didn't care about phrasing, rather choosing the simplest way to convey information.

5th Battle: Ghostpro wins!

6th Battle: Cobra vs Shadowheart, begin!

Cobra tentatively went up on the stage, while Shadowheart simply leapt up. Both sides gazed at the other with serious expressions, Cobra feeling the pressure of not only dealing with a fellow with a divine class, but also a powerful God Serpent Inheritor.

Shadowheart tapped the butt of his staff on the floor and smiled. "Just like before, I will use my class only, no bloodline. Let us battle, brother Cobra."

Cobra nodded and immediately entered stealth. Like before, it was impossible to knock him out of it since he had Control supporting him, but it was merely Tier 3 while Shadowheart was Tier 4.

Shadowheart just snapped his fingers calmly and used the space element spell 'Flight' on himself. He immediately took to the air and levitated above the stage at a suitable height that Cobra wouldn't be able to easily reach.

Cobra sighed and came out of stealth. He then tentatively tried to mess with Shadowheart's bloodflow, but suffered a backlash that he was expecting. He could only smile bitterly and acknowledge that touching the blood flow of bloodline users of any grade was taboo.

Shadowheart simply raised his staff and pointed downwards.

"Star Storm."

"Meteor Shower."

"Blizzard."

"Tsunami."

"Earthquake."

Shadowheart simply cast the ultimate spells of the various elements, which he obviously bought and learned by taking advantage of his class' abilities. As such, Cobra could only smile wryly as he was turned into pixels by the continuous bombardment on the arena.

Seriously, did Shadowheart not understand overkill?

With the combo he released, it would be enough to exterminate an entire clan with his power, much less poor little Cobra.

Well, if you asked Shadowheart, he honestly rated every core members highly and felt that this much should be enough to push Cobra to the limits. As such, he was partially surprised to see Cobra not mount any real resistance, but also understood the fellow's difficulties in his heart.

He could only sigh internally. Shadowheart saw this from a more long term standpoint than the others, and worried that this brutal beating all around would hamper the will of those with Legendary Classes.

After all, apart from an idiot like Kiran who was 'too busy' to swap for a Divine class, the others didn't even have the option to. Legendary classes were the best they could get without something 'special' like a bloodline.

Unless, of course, they acquired divine items for themselves, then they could take Rina's path.

6th Battle: Shadowheart wins!

7th Battle: Rambunctious Buttlover vs The Showman, begin!

Rambunctious Buttlover grinned as he came upon the stage, facing off against The Showman who was sweating slightly. His plan was simple, trap RamButt in an illusion the moment the battle began to prevent him from speaking.

It was a great plan, but The Showman forgot one thing. The skills were automatic, so even if RamButt was thrown into the most hellish illusion, his mouth would still run off.

"Hey Users of Boundless World! I showed my penis to a police officer and now he has detained me and left me in the holding cells, AITA? So basically I was doing my usual thing at 6pm on a Friday, stroll around the park looking for children to tutor, as I teach an organ donating class, and am regarded and revered as one of the best, if not the BEST organ doners in all of Iowa, when I see this beautiful Asian feminine police woman walking in the park with a group of search dogs. So I see her, and I am bewildered, her stunning looks, her feminine posture, yet masculine way of handling dogs. I decide, after years of abstaining from sex (totally on purpose and not because I cannot talk to women) I decided to introduce myself to the lovely young lady. I say "Hey cutie? Those aren't the only puppies I want to see" (referring to her abnormally huge breasts, they looked like Meg-Chan's from my favorite anime, Family Guy.) She looked shocked and awed, jaw dropped to the ground, and I felt like the man. I muttered to myself "I like where this is going" and pulled out my feminine 22mm penis, and she proceeded to mace me, and the dogs bit my genital area, still bleeding as I type this from my Samsung Galaxy Note 7 in my cell that I managed to sneak in, as no one wanted to touch me due to my terrible odor. I may be charged with public indecency and sexual harassment, but I don't think I am in the wrong here. AITA?"

"I've watched the new Super Mario Bros movie and I'm utterly disappointed on how they nerfed Mario's Italian ass. I mean, come on Nintendo. The guy is casually jumping over three times his height, which is more than double the world record. With this kind of performance, it would make sense for him to have a tonic, juicy back. But no, he's flatter than my hope in humanity. Moreover, he's Italian. Have you ever seen an Italian ass? That premium quality dump? Right now, Mario might be the only flat-assed Italian in existence, I swear. In the past, I have dreamt multiple times about the Mario movie. I've fantasized about his balloonish glutei maximi suffocating Bowser to death. Only to flee the self-destruction of the castle by bouncing on that soft but massive arse. But no, Nintendo had to make it SJW friendly. "Not every Italian has a dump truck ass", they said. "He's representing the normality of plumbers' asses". I don't give a shit about reality. I'm watching a movie about a plumber under the effect of hallucinogenic shrooms beating the shit out of an evil fire-breathing turtle. Give me the dump truck ass or give me death. This is the final warning, Nintendo."

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Oh I was not expecting that…that little gust my dear….you caught me off guard…yes…so gentle it was though…hmmmm…let me taste this little one…just one small sniff…..sniff…ah….ssssssnnnnnniiiiiffffffffffff…and yet…so strong…yes…the odor….sniff sniff…hmmm….is that….sniff….hmmm….I can almost taste it my dear…..yes….just…sniff….a little whiff more if you please…..ssssssnnnnnniiiiiffffffffff…ah yes I have it now….yes quite….hhhhmmmm…delectable my dear…..quite exquisite yes…..I dare say…sniff….the most pungent one yet my dear….ssssnnnnniiiifffffffffffffffffffffff….yes…."

"Hi why are you taking your pants of "unzips" why is it so long "whips it out" why is it so big "shoves it down dad's throat" "chokes on it" who cock did I just choke on "he replies with Malik" Malik no way I'm a big fan can I choke on it again "he says yes" "3 hours of choking and throbbing hard cocks" "dad dies" Malik says "oh no I must reserrect dad" "Malik goes to god" Malik says "god you need to reserect dad" god says no Malik replies "I let you suck" god says "no now I must send you to hell" Malik screams "YOUR WEIRD" "gets sent to hell" Malik says "i know what must be done" Malik enters demon mode and spends 7.4 quintillion years fighting hell and has made every demon extinct" "Malik flys to god" Malik says "god I have Beaten hell now will you reserect dad" god replies "sure why not" "dad gets reserected" Malik's says "dad your back" I sure am now can we get back to what we were doing "19 septillion centuries of sucking" dad says " I think I need a break" malik replies " get yo cute ass on the bed we haven't even been doing it for that long" ok I guess your right "long long time of sucking" malik is tired and wants to go home "bye malik see you tomorrow "malik replies ok and by the way what is your real name" dad replies, I'm Dad!, I'm Dad!"

The Showman was currently crawling on the floor while bleeding from his seven orifices, Eden itself spitting out mouthfuls of toxic blood as it continued to suppress RamButt's mind in an illusion. Eventually, The Showman reached RamButt's location and knocked him off the stage with what little strength he had left, fainting into oblivion right after winning the match.

7th Battle: The Showman wins!

8th Battle: Kronalord vs Kiran, begin!

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