Chapter 2049 Unexpected
Chapter 2049 Unexpected
The energy bullet hit Sam.
Just as White thought, Sam indeed removed his fusion form and stood in front of the energy bullet with no visible defense whatsoever. The hit landed on his chest.
*BOOM*
The bullet hit him with a massive explosion. Surprisingly the force only stunned him. It spread across his body to halt his muscles as well as energy circulation. If someone who has a weak control over energy got hit by this, then they would have problem with recoils.
However, with Sam's current control, he was only forced to stop moving.
To achieve that only a small portion of energy from that energy bullet as utilized. The rest of the energy moved in a spiral motion as it dissolved from that energy bullet form and spread around Sam, creating a large sphere with nodes at specific areas.
The last portion of the energy again hit Sam.
It is just like a regular recoil hit.
Sam wobbled and flew to one of the nodes of the sphere.
*BOOM*
The node shot out another recoil hit. Sam felt his insides vibrate. He was once again shot out to hit another node.
*BOOM*
Then another.
*BOOM*
He is like a ball being kicked around by a bunch of people. Throughout this, Sam had his eyes closed. He is pissed. Which should be obvious because of the usage of the word Bastard. The reason, he turned the fusion off is to finish the fight.
He didn't expect that his slow reaction made him get caught in this attack.
He is unable to control his energy, the only he could do at that time was make sure the energy didn't go on a rampage and destroy him from inside, which is the most damaging part of the Recoil technique. Luckily, there are only so many nodes in the sphere. Every hit took away that respective node. He started timing the hits inside his head and made his move. He couldn't control his spiritual energy or Divine energy well at the moment, but that doesn't mean, he doesn't have other ways.
A small metal piece fell out of his storage and landed on the node before he could hit it.
*BOOM*
The node was triggered and the metal piece was thrown off to the next node. Meanwhile, Sam slipped out of the sphere and landed on the ground. However, he couldn't bring himself to relax at the moment.
His energy might not have been stable, but he couldn't afford to stay in the same spot.
*BOOM*
Sam jumped to the side as a recoil hit landed on the spot he stood before. White is already waiting for Sam's release from the sphere. He is very disappointed and frustrated though. The attack with the sphere is on par with the attack he used on Noah. It might not look like much but any of his peers would have been dead by now. But all he could see on Sam right now were some flesh wounds. Mostly some muscular injuries beneath his skin. The actual effect, which should be the rampage of energy inside his body didn't happen. Not just that, he cracked the sphere and came out of it. He even had enough energy to escape from the surprise attack that White had already prepared.
Sam finally stopped and looked at White while panting. To no one's surprise, White is also panting heavily. The sphere attack consumes a lot of energy and the excessive energy he used to make it fast enough to catch Sam damaged his hand a bit. He is definitely not in his best state.
However, he knew better than to let Sam rest for so long.
*BOOM*
He charged at Sam with his cane and started shooting out recoil shots.
Sam on the other hand finally found some stability with his energy. He ate the first hit from White. He didn't defend or deflect it. He just blocked it like a brute while he tried to stabilize his energy.
He watched as the next shot came and spat on the ground.
"This has gone for long enough."
Sam punched forward with energy gathered in his fist.
*BOOM*
His fist met with the recoil shot and White just from the energy reaction what will happen. The attack was nullified once again. Sam used the same technique that he used back when they were fighting in the Olympian region.
However, this time his technique appeared more refined and much more precise.
*BOOM*
*BOOM*
*BOOM*
With every hit, Sam closed in the distance and soon both White and Sam are once again in close quarters.
Sam took the lead and threw in a punch. The fist collided with the cane, and neither of them moved from the recoil. Sam pushed the cane to the side and went in for a left hook to the face.
White used his other hand to block the punch before it could hit the face. Still, the fist landed on his hand.
*BOOM*
White widened his eyes in disbelief as he felt his body rocketing to the side like he had just fired from a slingshot.
*CRASH*
He crashed into the ground. Stood up in the same shock and surprise. He looked at his where the hit landed. He then turned to look at Sam, who is not standing in his original position. Instead, there is a skid mark from his previous position to his current position.
He slid on the ground and stood there as he stretched his hand.
His swollen skin is clearly visible and his shirt is ragged by now with all the explosions. He had a wide grin on his face. "Didn't expect that. Did you?" Not just White, no one in the spectator stand ever expected it. Because the hit that landed on White's face is a recoil hit. At least for the spectators, it looked like a proper recoil hit. For the spectators, it looked like it.
White on the other hand felt that the hit is a bit different, however, the effect or the result of the hit is exactly the same as the recoil hit.
"H… How?"
Sam just stretched his hand one more time and asked.
"How many times are you going to ask that question today?"
He lunged forward and threw a spinning kick at White's face. White reacted fast enough to deflect the kick with the cane. He used the recoil style once again, but when the leg came into contact with the cane, the hit was nullified with the blow method Sam used just before.
Sam kicked on the ground with his other leg to spin and throw a head kick.
This time it landed.
*BOOM*
White was sent flying with the recoil hit, while Sam was also sent back as he stabilized himself.
He shot forward and that sparked a furious exchange between two of them. White tried his best to not think about how Sam did it. Rather he focused on making sure that he will not get hit by Sam. Unlike Sam who seemed to have perfected blocking the recoil hit, White is oblivious on how to do it.
However, he does know how recoil works and he adapted quickly. Whenever Sam got ready to land a hit, White increased his speed and tried to land more hits than Sam. Based on his observation, Sam cannot use both of these tricks at the same time.
This resulted in a long and consistent exchange of blows with neither of them backing down.
"Fucking hell. That is what I am talking about." One of the spectators cheered
"I bet Sam is going to win this one. Who wants some action?" Another spectator yelled
"I bet White is going to win. What do you want to bet?" A completely different spectator came in the middle.
"That level of skill. I wonder if we can handle either of them if they are on the same level?" One of the Grade 2 students wondered out loud.
"Forget on the same level. Do you think we can handle them now?" One of the Grade 2 students who is only at the Middle Stage of Divine Plane Initiation spoke while gulping nervously.
This year, the quality of juniors astonished them.
There are so many talented people. A lot of them felt their competitive spirits burning. This is just the start of the year after all. There is no way all of them are disappointed that easily. They still have many days ahead in this year and many years ahead in the academy.
They are looking forward to what kind of changes these new talents will bring to the Academy.
"Both Zeus Academy and Gambler Academy lucked out with these talents. If only we knew about them beforehand."
One of the Elders felt a sense of regret.
Olaf didn't show any reaction to the Elder's words. His mind is completely focused on the battlefield. Many people are excited about who is going to win. But he and many of the perceptive people knew who would take the win in the end.
At the moment, he is just feeling pity for the would-be loser.