Getting spoiled in a woman dominating world Chapter 374: Academy’s Tournament [3]

*swoosh*

Elena vanished again mid-motion, dissolving into air with a clean, fluid shimr.

Mira landed, boots grinding against the arena surface as she slid half a step to stabilize her stance.

Her jaw tightened in irritation.

Mira clenched her fist again as ether flared brighter across her limbs.

Her shoulders rose and fell slowly, "Tch. Don’t mock ."

Yet Elena only chuckled "Then stop swinging like a beginner. Hard to take you seriously when you’re hitting the air."

Brandon let out a quiet sigh that carried more fond exhaustion than annoyance.

His eyes followed the faintest flicker of ether displacent in the arena and looked at her "Elena stop provoking her and finish the match already."

Technically he can fight Mira since he is not defeated yet, but doing that won’t give individual marks for Elena.

"But it is more fun this way." She flickered back into view just long enough to stick her tongue out cheekily, then disappeared again.

Mira growled under her breath and lowered her stance "If you want a real fight... then co out and get one."

Elena appeared again and gave a nod "Yes, let’s finish this, or else Brand will be angry...."

With a sigh, Brandon and Lyria walked to the side of the arena, giving them so space to fight.

Mira and Elena gazed at each other for a mont.

Mira dashed forward, leaving an afterimage and raised her leg for a quick kick.

Elena raised her hand and easily blocked it with her forearm. *thud*

Seeing this, Brandon smiled faintly ’Both of Elena’s skills are not for offense... her biggest strength is her physical strength. Should be easy for her.’

Elena’s arm remained firm and unmoving against Mira’s kick, and the force of Mira’s attack trembled up her leg, and her eyes widened for a second.

’She’s strong... really strong.’

Before Mira could retract her leg, Elena’s free hand shot forward as she pushed her ankle back.

Mira’s balance crumbled and stumbled back, but she didn’t fall.

Planting her hand on the floor, she twisted her body into a low sweeping kick, trying to take Elena’s legs out in one clean motion.

But Elena simply hopped, avoiding the sweep by inches.

Mira didn’t stop, and she chained the sweep into a hook aid at Elena’s ribs, pivoting her hip with perfect form.

But Elena’s palm intercepted it mid-flight as she wrapped her fingers around Mira’s wrist.

Crack-

Ether crackled again across Mira’s arm as she pumped more power into the strike in an attempt to overpower Elena’s grip.

But Elena didn’t budge and gazed at Mira calmly.

Mira gritted her teeth and spun into a roundhouse kick with her free leg, using the montum of her trapped arm to accelerate the strike.

The kick tore through the space like a cannon round, but once again, Elena reacted before impact.

She stepped inward, closing the space and smothering the attack before it could fully form as she pressed her shoulder into Mira’s thigh, halting the kick mid-air.

’Shit...’

Before Mira could recover, Elena released her wrist and flicked her elbow forward, aiming for Mira’s sternum.

Mira barely managed to cross her arms in defense as the impact burst outward in a low, heavy *thud*, pushing her back several steps.

The crowd erupted in cheers upon seeing Elena’s strength.

Ether cracked around Mira’s legs until the ground under her feet cracked and she flashed toward Mira in a split second.

*swoosh*

Her hands blurred into a flurry of strikes with palm strikes, hooks, uppercuts, and knee feints.

The arena echoed with the pah-pah-pah of fists cutting through the air.

But Elena blocked every single one.

Her forearms shifted fluidly, deflecting every strike without wasted motion or change in expression.

It looked less like combat and more like soone calmly closing doors Mira was desperately trying to open it.

With a frustrated growl, Mira attempted a sudden grapple, aiming to hook Elena’s neck and bring her into a throw.

But Elena caught her wrist again, pivoted, and rolled her body forward, turning Mira’s attempt into her downfall.

BOOM-! Mira was flipped onto the ground, but she rolled away and bounced up instantly, refusing to be pinned.

Eh?

*swish* But she didn’t get much ti to recover, as Elena appeared in front of her at the next instant.

She grabbed Mira by her collar and threw her over the arena

THOOM!

Mira flew backward, crashing onto the arena floor and sliding several ters before her motion finally stopped.

Dust lifted from the impact trail she carved across the arena, and several first-years winced reflexively as if they had been hit.

*cough* Mira pressed a palm to the floor as she pushed herself up slowly and gazed at Elena who was standing in the center of the arena.

’Do I even have a chance against her...’

She then turned to Lyrie who just closed her eyes and shook her head, asking her to give up.

Seeing this, Mira’s gaze trembled, and she lowered her head "I concede."

"THE WINNERS- BRANDON KAEL AND ELENA ZOYRDIUS!!!"

The arena erupted into cheers again as Brandon and Elena’s image flashed on the hovering holographic screen, and it began showing clips of their fight.

A faint smile danced on Brandon’s lips as he gazed at the screen.

Elena walked towards Mira and shook her hands "Good effort."

Mira blinked, then let out a breathless, defeated laugh before taking her hand "I was never a match for you. Well... as expected of Ascendant-class students, I guess."

She shrugged one shoulder with a faint, self-mocking smile "We’re just... Elite class students."

Elena smiled faintly "Hey," she replied, squeezing Mira’s hand once before letting go, "rank or class doesn’t an you stop climbing."

She winked "And there’s always ti for a rematch. We can fight again at the training grounds if you want."

Hearing this, Mira showed a genuine smile and nodded "Deal."

Lyria walked over and placed a hand on Mira’s back, helping her steady her steps "Co on, let’s get you checked."

As the defeated duo exited the arena, the loud cheers continued.

Brandon watched them go, then turned his attention to Elena.

She was grinning from ear to ear, and seeing her like this, he chuckled, bumping her shoulder with his palm.

"Well done."

Elena puffed out her cheeks and put her hands on her hips "Hehe... of course. What did you expect?"

"Say I was amazing or I’ll punch you."

Brandon laughed softly "You did really great."

Elena froze. and a faint blush dusted her cheeks "...T-tch. Don’t say stuff like that out loud..."

Seeing her blush, Brandon couldn’t help but chuckle "Co on, let’s go."

"Yeah, buy sothing to eat."

"Sure, Miss Elena."