Strongest Hammer God novel Chapter 241

Kyle and the team waited in front of a gate.

From time to time, they heard the audience shouting or clapping loudly, but that was it.

"Feels kind of exciting," Kyle whispered to Tracy.

"I'm feeling nervous," Tracy answered.

"It's just a bunch of people," Kyle said. "Pretty sure you will forget they are there as soon as the battle starts." fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

While Kyle and Tracy were talking, the other three remained silent.

It was not difficult for Kyle to see why they were so silent.

They were nervous.

Yes, they had fought many battles in arenas before, but they had not been in a lot of life-and-death fights.

"Just chill," Kyle told Michael. "Just focus on casting your Spells. I'll give you plenty of space."

Michael didn't answer.

When Kyle saw that his words didn't help, he sighed.

"Listen, it's not your life that's in my hands. It's my life that's in your hands," Kyle said.

This made Michael look at Kyle.

"That doesn't sound correct," he said.

"But it is," Kyle casually answered. "I'm going to be charging right into the enemy team, and they will try to rush me down. I can buy you a couple of seconds before I die. Until then, your Spells should be ready."

Michael just furrowed his brows and looked at the ground.

In truth, Michael didn't really believe in Kyle.

He believed in Kyle's power, but he didn't think that Kyle would essentially throw his life away for them. After all, they didn't even know each other.

What Michael didn't know was that Kyle was also nervous deep inside.

After all, he didn't want to die.

But he had to do his job, and his job was very dangerous.

'Worst case scenario, I'll just show my Aristocrat's Body. Sure, that will make my future way more dangerous, but I can survive today, at least.'

Then, the gate slowly opened.

Conviction appeared in Michael's eyes, and he stepped forward.

The others all followed, and as soon as they walked into the light of day, the entire arena erupted in cheers.

Kyle looked around in awe.

'There are so many people!'

There were thousands of people in the audience, and they were all cheering for them.

'Crazy.'

He saw all kinds of people.

There were old ones and even children.

Then, Kyle looked forward and saw the other team.

The other team had been introduced before them, which was why they were already in the arena.

Kyle saw a tall and burly man with a spiked shield and a spear standing in front of the other four, which were thin and on the smaller side.

'Wow, two of them wear daggers,' Kyle thought. 'They really are scared of Michael and the other two.'

Daggers were fast and versatile, but they did not have a lot of penetrating power.

If Kyle had his armor, these Assassins would have a lot of difficulties dealing with him.

This was one of the reasons why Bormine used two rapiers.

Rapiers were a bit heavier and quite a bit longer than daggers, making them a bit slower, but they had far more penetration power.

'Ah, I see,' Kyle thought as he saw one of the Assassins carrying a single long sword. 'This guy is supposed to keep me at bay. He's running the Horatio build.'

The last Assassin didn't seem to have any weapons, but he wore a long black coat, which hid everything below his head.

'Wonder if that's a throwing weapons guy.'

For most of the time, Kyle just looked into the enemy Shouter's eyes.

Kyle moved his eyebrows up and down with a grin, making the Shouter narrow his eyes.

The next moment, one of the Assassins put his hand on the Shouter's shoulder to calm him down.

The Shouter just nodded before looking back at Kyle.

Kyle grinned and flicked his closed left fist before opening it.

Then, he mouthed some words.

"That's you."

The Shouter looked at Kyle with anger.

They were already stressed due to the upcoming fight, and Kyle's provocations certainly didn't help.

When people were stressed, it was much easier to anger them.

"To your starting positions!" the referee ordered, and the two teams split up again.

The arena was around a hundred meters wide, but the two teams started at a distance of 30 meters.

Kyle slowly pulled out his hammer while the other ones also prepared.

The entire time, Kyle was looking at the Shouter.

The crowd fell silent.

The referee lifted his arm.

"Ready?" he shouted.

Two seconds passed.

"Fight!"

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