Martial Arts Worlds

In the black castle's infirmary room.

"…"

With a tightly-lipped expression, Zeus stared blankly at the ceiling and its flickering light that seemed to be going out at any moment now.

He had lost his match.

The first match, which was quite an important one, as it decided the momentum shift, and he had to go and lose.

It was the most painful loss of his life, as now in the history books it would be written that he, Zeus Abracadabra, was a loser.

'…Maybe I should just unleash my Heavenly Host body fully. I can probably last three seconds before I explode.

'In that three seconds, maybe I could kill the Beast King.'

Zeus' eyes turned cold, but then he just chuckled at himself, realizing how ridiculous that idea was.

Those of the Immortal Stage were nearly impossible to kill. Let alone in three seconds. And Zeus didn't quite know how strong he would be with his Heavenly Host body fully released.

It was just a jokey thought. Kind of.

"You got fucked up, huh! Hahaha!"

In that moment, a ridiculing laughter came from the door of the infirmary room, and there was a gaunt-faced young man standing there.

With his deep-set yellowish eyes, lean frame, and black hair that looked like it hadn't seen a comb in weeks, he seemed like a young man of the wilderness.

"You're one of Animal Kingdom's… What the fuck do you want?"

Zeus asked with a frown.

"I just came to look at a loser. Were you about to cry, perhaps? How do you feel knowing that currently all of humanity is cursing your name, hmm?"

Zacred asked with a grin, approached him slowly, and slid his hands inside his pockets.

"If you win, you're a hero to all, but if you lose… they'll hate you. Your name is spoken in disgust. Your reputation is forever tarnished.

"They're probably thinking stuff like—why didn't you fight harder? Do you not care what happens to humanity if you lose? Et cetera."

Zacred giggled.

"The tournament is not over just yet… Bitch."

Zeus said angrily, and he tried to sit up in the bed, but even moving an inch brought excruciating pain to him that almost put him back to sleep.

"It is over. It really is. You human trash never had a chance to win to begin with, and I know that you humans have been spreading propaganda that humans are the strongest race…

"News flash, you guys aren't."

Zacred said, then touched Zeus' waist, and he screamed in agony as he happened to touch his waist.

Zeus tried throwing a punch at him, but he effortlessly caught Zeus' fist and laughed in his face.

"What's going on in here?"

In that moment, another voice came from the door, and Kiernan walked in with a plastic bag in hand.

After finishing his business over in Pankratios's cave, he decided to come to the infirmary to check on Zeus and brought him some healing drinks that he got from Pankratios.

Then, he came across this interesting scene.

"Nothing… Just playing around!"

Zacred said with a grin, put Zeus' head in a headlock, and he grunted in pain, trying to push Zacred off him.

It wasn't working, as Zeus had no strength left in his body because of all the medication that they gave him.

Void Step!

In that moment, Kiernan vanished, appeared before the bed, and tackled Zacred off him, sending him flying through the air.

With a flip in the air, Zacred landed safely back on the ground, and the same old grin was still stuck on his face.

"Oo, it looks like your boyfriend is here, Zeus~ You must be that Kiernan fellow. I searched you on the internet, and to think that you are some trash from a tier 4 country.

"Animal Kingdom is too strong to belong in a tier system. We are even above your tier 0 countries."

Zacred said pridefully.

"Tell that to someone who gives a fuck. It's time for you to leave now, and that is an order, little pup."

Kiernan said coldly and unleashed his aura, which was as threatening as a Tyrannosaurus Rex's roar.

"You think you can order me, piece of shit? The arrogance of your humans is astonishing. You're in the presence of a superior race, and it is YOU that should bow down."

Zacred said with a menacing growl.

At that moment, a copper-haired young man appeared in the doorway, his arms crossed, and four fluffy fox tails swaying behind him.

Percival heard the commotion. Thus, he came to see. And saw the boastful words of the human, which really pissed him off.

"Percival… Why don't we throw this bastard to the sea? I am sure they'll be able to fish his corpse out in a few weeks!"

Zacred shouted.

"Fine by me!"

Percival shouted.

In that moment, the two Animalkin warriors lunged forward. They came at Kiernan from the front and the back. He was surrounded.

Zeus' eyes widened in shock.

With claw fingers, Zacred sliced through Kiernan. Percival punched through Kiernan. However, both of their attacks went through.

Kiernan's body faded off, like it was being erased from existence.

'Where did he go?!'

In that moment, Kiernan reappeared under Percival, and then his legs snapped upward in a brutal arc.

Both of his heels slammed into Percival's chest with a bone-jarring crack. The impact lifted him clear off the ground, his fox eyes wide with shock as his breath left him in a grunt.

Percival's back crashed into a stone ceiling. He went straight through. The blood churned inside his throat, and he tasted iron as he struggled to breathe.

"Iron Style, Heaven's Kick."

"You motherfucker!"

Zacred's fist came. The front of his fist started to look like the jaws of the direwolf. The fist roared with fury as it closed in.

"Iron Style, Hook Impact!"

Kiernan threw a hook fist. It went from under and hit Zacred's chin. It rattled his teeth like a violent earthquake.

The ground shook. The shockwave pushed all the medical beds and equipment aside. In that moment, the punch sent Zacred flying.

With a thunderous impact, Zacred smashed through the ceiling like Percival did, and the stone rubble cascaded down around him.

"In the presence of the master of Iron Style, you all are inferior to me."

Kiernan said coldly.