Cosmic Paragon

For most of his matches, Drake had to force himself to hold back just so the fights could last long enough for him to benefit from them, as only fights that could pressure him were useful. But now he did not need to do that since Evil Samurai King was much stronger than him.

Evil Samurai King could exert more than enough pressure on him to force out his potential.

Having thought of this, Drake started thinking that getting throttled by a 3 star mage might not be such a bad thing.

Right now Drake was sprawled on the ground and while that blade hadn't injured him thanks to the Cosmic armor, it had let the frost effect through. Thanks to that Drake was currently enduring a harsh cold invading his body. It was so cold it pierced into the bone.

Drake's flame element was constantly grinding away at the frost The feeling of the collision of the two opposite forces of Fire and Ice was excruciatingly painful.

A small thought and the Virgo Constellation released a gentle stream of energy.

Heal!

It was only after the Virgo Constellation's healing power flowed through his body that the rampaging elements were calmed and his vitals finally stabilized.

With his internals finally being stabilized and the pain soothed, Drake once again began to raise himself slowly from the ground.

Evil Samurai King was shocked to see Drake getting back to his feet. 'I don't understand, how is he getting back up like that? It's like he's barely hurt.'

This sight baffled him. He could clearly sense that this Paragon guy was giving off energy fluctuations of a 2 Star mage at most. And while that attack had not been his strongest, it was still an attack from a 3 star mage. It was a magic attack. That should have at the very least have crippled Paragon's arms, but that did not seem to be the case now.

Evil Samurai King's eyes constricted slightly. He snorted coldly a walked towards Drake who was still on all fours.

"This is where you truly belong. Trash like you can only grovel beneath my feet and look up to me. Do you understand now?" Evil Samurai King thunderd from over Drake.

Drake grabbed hold of the chain. He stood up and swung the chain sending the blade slashing at Evil Samurai King.

CLANG!

Snorting disdainfully Evil Samurai King easily deflected the blade. At the same time he called out, "it's futile. Just because you have a long range weapon does not mean you can win."

Drake however did not relent with a spin he sent the blade slashing at him again. He used this weapon the same way he would the Kusarigama.

The Kusarigama was a traditional Japanese weapon from ancient Japan that the ninja used when fighting against samurai swordsman. It's a weapon consisting of a sickle attached to a chain, that can be used to attack opponents, or to incapacitate them with the chain.

Attacking with the weapon usually entailed swinging the weighted chain in a large circle over one's head, and then whipping it forward to entangle an opponent's spear, sword, or other weapon, or immobilizing their arms or legs. This allows the kusarigama user to easily rush forward and strike with the sickle.

Drake had long since mastered every weapon a long time ago when he had been training with Queen, and the Kusarigama was no exception.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

Evil Samurai King was startled when he realized just how good Paragon was at using this weapon. Thanks to his mastery over it, even Evil Samurai King was soon suppressed by him. The spectators watching also noticed this point and they were thoroughly shocked.

Everybody had been expecting that this fight would just be a case of Paragon getting bullied and thrown around by Evil Samurai King. Yet, reality revealed that this was not the case.

Paragon was actually fighting back.

And not just that but he was actually suppressing Evil Samurai King.

"How is this possible? How is Paragon fighting back?"

"To think that even Evil Samurai King is getting suppressed by Paragon."

The crowd was going wild and many who had been against Paragon were almost pulling out their hairs after watching this battle scene.

"Does this mean that Paragon really is on the same level as the 10 Kings?" A girl exclaimed. She had come to be a fan of Paragon after watching a few of his fights. The thought of him being a rising Dark Horse excited her.

And the way he always defeated all his opponents no matter whatever weapon he held made her practically worship him.

Ever since she started supporting Paragon quite a few of her friends had laughed at her for not having good eye sight.

They believed that Paragon was nothing but a phoney, and he only kept selecting random weapon as his choice so that he would have an excuse when he lost.

"Heh, What do you know? Paragon is nothing compared to Evil Samurai King or the 10 Kings." Snorted the girl seated next to her. "

Evidently displeased that someone was siding with Paragon, especially since she herself was a follower of Evil Samurai King.

Not to be outdone the girl refuted. "Then what do you call that?" She pointed at the ongoing battle. *For anybody watching It's obvious that Evil Samurai King is being suppressed by Paragon."

Seeing her not retreating and even refuting, the girl that was Evil Samurai King's fan sorted disdainfully.

She also pointed at the two combatants and commented. "It's also very clear for everyone to see that Evil Samurai King is not using his magic power to attack, all he's been doing is evading. Right now Paragon's only saving grace is that Evil Samurai King is not using his magic power to unleash his ultimate attacks, otherwise Humph! Paragon can forget about fighting back. He would be killed in an instant." her voice was laced with arrogance and scorn for Paragon as she spoke.

The girl supporting Paragon still shook her head unwaveringly. "It doesn't matter whether Evil Samurai King is using his 'ultimate attacks' or whatever. Paragon is also not using any big moves right now, but look. He is still completely suppressing Evil Samurai King." she said.

The Evil Samurai King's follower just sneered. "Just because Paragon got hold of a weapon he specializes in using doesn't put him on the same level as Evil Samurai King. Evil Samurai King is one of the 10 Kings! It takes more than just good weapon craft to be one of the 10 Kings. Humph!"

Phillip whom was seated not too far from the argument between the two girls had the corner of his lip twitched.

Phillip was thinking, "Damn it, does this Chic even know what the hell she herself is saying? Doesn't every mage only use weapons that they themselves specialized in and mastered. If we go according to what you're saying, then isn't Evil Samurai King also using the weapon he specializes most in. Also you seem to be forgetting that Paragon's weapon is a result of the'Random Weapon' selection."

Jeremy seemed to have seen through what he was about to do and stopped him.

"Don't do it Phillip."

Phillip was startled by the abrupt warning. He as about to explain. "But I was just..."

However, Jeremy shook his head not letting him speak. "You must never try arguing sense with a woman. You will never win! Take my advice and don't put yourself on the chopping block for the butchers, I speak from experience. First hand!"

Jeremy's tone was full of remorse. It was obvious that he himself had once suffered at the blade that was the woman's tongue.

At first Evil Samurai King only needed to deflect the chain and move his body slightly to evade. But soon it became more tedious and more movements were needed. The chain would lash at him like a whip leaving hundreds of images as it moved and the blades would Pierce at him like a Scorpion's tail.

It was suffocating.

Evil Samurai King felt like a boat in the turbulent sea that could capsize at any second. Every time Evil Samurai King tried to take a step the blade was there, every time he thought he deflected it successfully it would just show up at a different angle.

The only thing Evil Samurai King could do was defend. He could neither advance nor retreat.

It did not take long for Evil Samurai King to realize that Paragon was in complete control of the battle. This enraged him to no end. How could this ant that he looked down on this trash suppress himself.

Drake's voice suddenly resounded. "Hey, what are you doing sleeping? You're gonna get whipped If you don't pay attention."

Evil Samurai King nearly blew his top. That was the last straw. 'How dare this trash talk to me like a Monkey being trained.'

Evil Samurai King stopped trying to evade the chain and instead stood still.

At this moment the chain moved in an arc that was hard to avoid and Evil Samurai King who was no longer trying evade was caught. The chain wrapped around his torso.

Drake snickered. *He he, looks like I caught a really big fish. Today must be my lucky day!"

Evil Samurai King however had a dark look on his face . "Your weapon is just a makeshift of the Kusarigama. It's specialized in restraining the opponent. However, you forgot that while you may use it to restrain me, you also tie yourself to me."

With a low shout Evil Samurai King griped the chain and pulled with all his might causing Drake to cry out as he flew towards Evil Samurai King.

"Careful!" Drake exclaimed and dodged the blade slash.

Then he spun in mid air and kicked at Evil Samurai King's head.

BANG!

Drake's leg hit Evil Samurai King's raised arm. Before Drake could draw back his leg, Evil Samurai King's hand closed on it.

"Die!"

Evil Samurai King bellowed and his right hand brought the blade back slashing at Drake.

"Not good!"

DANG!

The sound of metal clashing against metal resounded as Drake was thrown several meters back. His feet left three meter long gullies as they dragged on the ground to stop himself.

"Fucking bastard since you don't understand kindness then you can forget about surrender." snarled Evil Samurai King "I've decided on your punishment. I'll make you suffer the excruciating pain of death by a thousand cuts."

His Magic power exploded and the temperature around dropped drastically.

Evil Samurai King was finally taking the fight seriously.