Chapter 11: Summoners Martial Battle

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Chapter 11 of "Awakening with two legendary Summons" opens introducing the plot: Chapter 11 - Summoners Martial Battle As the students grouped into pairs, each duo stepped onto... Continue exploring!

Chapter 11 - Summoners Martial Battle As the students grouped into pairs, each duo stepped onto their designated platform. Surprisingly, there were more than enough platforms to accommodate everyone, with several still remaining vacant. Each platform was constructed from smoothened rock, its surface marked with numbers that signified the order of matches. Kairos and Rivet took their place on the 27th platform. His friends were not far off—Carlos stood just two platforms behind, while Darnell was ahead by one. All around, matches were set to take place against unfamiliar opponents, competitors that Kairos had no prior knowledge of. Standing atop an elevated platform that overlooked the entire training ground, Sergeant Lloyd observed the students from his vantage point, his stance commanding. From that height, he could easily oversee every fight without difficulty. "Now, the sparring will commence," Lloyd announced, his voice sharp and unwavering. "One platform at a time. This will prevent interference, discourage cheating, and allow us to fully evaluate each student's martial arts proficiency." The declaration sparked immediate skepticism among the students. The same thought crossed their minds: How long was this session going to last? If each match took place individually, wouldn't it take hours to finish? It seemed like an impractical approach. But as the first match commenced, the reason behind Lloyd's decision became abundantly clear. The fight was over in mere seconds. A male and female student faced off. The moment the battle began, both sprinted toward the center of the platform, closing the distance between them in an instant. The boy threw a punch—predictable and slow. The girl dodged effortlessly, ducking under his arm before countering with a sharp elbow strike to his exposed gut. The impact sent the boy staggering backward, gasping for air. But the girl granted him no reprieve. She pressed forward, launching a relentless assault, her movements fluid and merciless. Her strikes were precise, her footwork calculated. It became evident that she was leagues ahead of her opponent in skill and experience. With a final devastating axe kick, she struck the boy's skull. The impact was brutal—his body crumpled, falling face-first onto the platform, knocked unconscious. The girl, Lina, turned on her heels, her expression unshaken. She had established herself as the strongest summoner, and now, with this display, possibly the best martial artist in the class as well. Without waiting for acknowledgment, she stepped off the platform, her job done. The next match followed without delay. From his position, Kairos watched in astonishment. She's strong... Not just as a summoner, but as a fighter too. His curiosity piqued. How formidable is her family? His gaze shifted to Rivet, his own opponent. The boy stretched his arms and rotated his shoulders, preparing for the match. The realization hit Kairos like a cold wave—unlike common summoners, those from prestigious factions or bloodlines underwent extensive martial training. This was going to be far from an easy fight. Minutes passed, and after a particularly prolonged match, it was finally Kairos' turn. The crowd hushed. All eyes fell on platform 27. Anticipation thickened the air. Kairos locked eyes with Rivet, who approached him confidently, his steps devoid of hesitation. Arrogance radiated from him—he had no doubt he would emerge victorious. Then, without warning, Rivet struck. A sharp, sudden punch aimed directly at Kairos' face. Kairos reacted instantly, raising his left arm to block the strike. The force vibrated through his bones, but he held firm. Without hesitation, he countered, throwing a punch of his own. But Rivet was fast. Too fast. He shifted his head at the last second, evading the attack by mere inches. It wasn't just speed—it was instinct. This won't be one-sided. Kairos clenched his teeth. A surge of foreboding crawled up his spine. He retaliated, swinging a swift kick toward Rivet's face. Rivet deflected with his left hand, immediately diving forward to strike back, his fist aimed at Kairos' jaw. Kairos barely ducked. But then— A feint! Mid-motion, Rivet altered his strike, shifting his elbow downward at the last second. The blow landed hard against Kairos' skull, the sound of impact sharp enough to make the spectators wince. "Gahh—!" Kairos stumbled back, clutching his head. Pain flared through his skull like fire. Rivet exhaled, shaking his head in disappointment. "What's this? Are you seriously fighting like some thug?" His voice was laced with mockery. "Senseless defense, crude attacks... You're nothing but trash." Kairos' vision blurred slightly. His heart pounded. The sting of humiliation gnawed at him, threatening to consume him whole. Then, Rivet sighed dramatically, rubbing his forehead. "Trash remains trash. Don't—" "Shut up!" The words ripped out of Kairos before he could stop them. Fury overtook pain, and without thinking, he lunged at Rivet, fists swinging. To Rivet, the movement was sluggish—laughably slow. He smirked, sidestepping with ease, preparing to counter. His beast's ability granted him an uncanny perception of speed, making Kairos' attacks appear as if they were in slow motion. This would be effortless. Or so he thought. Just before Kairos' punch connected, something changed. The attack accelerated—instantaneously. Before Rivet could react, Kairos' fist slammed into his chin with brutal force, stunning him on impact. "What?!" Kairos glared. "Come on, you asshole! Come at me!" Confusion flickered across Rivet's face. What just happened? Kairos himself didn't understand. He had no idea what he had done. But Rivet knew. And that terrified him. His summon's aura... It's not visible, yet I can feel it coursing through my veins, like a parasite... For the first time, Rivet's composure cracked. He had to end this fight—now. His hesitation vanished. In the next breath, he sprinted forward, closing the gap between them at inhuman speed. Before Kairos could brace himself, a devastating kick struck his gut. The impact was monstrous. Kairos' body was sent flying off the platform, crashing to the ground with a sickening thud. Silence. "I won." The words left Rivet's lips in a breathless whisper, yet they carried the weight of finality. Kairos coughed violently, clutching his stomach. The searing pain made breathing a struggle. He gritted his teeth, rage bubbling beneath his skin. What the hell was that?! Did he enhance himself using his summon? That's cheating! But his protest remained unheard. His words were swallowed by the laughter of the crowd. Even the instructor didn't intervene. Kairos had lost and that was all there was to it. This chapter is updated by freew(e)bnovel.(c)om

Chapter 11: Summoners Martial Battle

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