Vogue left for the Titan Hall early. He fought with quite a few custors. Gained a bit of Pain Points before he t with Claire.
He knocked when he got to the private training room she rented.
"Co in."
Claire’s voice rang out from behind the door.
Vogue opened and entered while closing it from behind.
She was already standing in the massive arena, stretching her body as she watched him co in quietly.
Vogue cracked his neck and entered the arena with her.
"Today is our last day together." She suddenly blurted out these words.
Vogue was stunned then frowned slightly. "The Test isn’t till two days. And you haven’t learnt Cruel Sun yet."
"I know. The Matriarch wants to impact sothing to which is why I won’t be available tomorrow." She explained.
Vogue’s furrowed eased slightly but he still felt it was such a pity today was their last sparing session. If that’s the case, he didn’t need to hold back does he?
"Alright. Since today is our last sparing session, I should stop holding back." Vogue grinned.
Claire was puzzled and clearly not having it. "You’ve been holding back? You sure know how to brag. Then let see what you were holding back."
"Boom!"
Her muscles trembled and her power erupted as a shockwave flapped the entire gym.
Vogue’s grin widened even more. Then without hesitation, he activated Black Sun.
Slowly, his the white in his eye turned blood shot as his entire eye turned red with no single hint of white.
Veins the size of an adult’s finger spread from his neck, down to his chest and arms.
His muscles bulged and he seems to increase in height and in bulk!
Not only that, his skin turned from pale to a dull reddish color. Steam started escaping his pores, covering him in a mist as his aura erupted like a raging fire.
Claire’s pupils constricted as she felt the overwhelming strength Vogue erupted with.
Without hesitation, she imdiately activated Snowman’s Rage. Instantly, the other half of the arena turned cold as the temperature plumted by several degrees.
Claire’s skin turned even paler as though she were made of glass.
Her body turned even more slender, and her waist more streamlined. Her hair turned from pale blue to pure white! Not just that, her pupils transford from deep blue to a swirling pure white shade!
In the blink of an eye, the two people emanating opposite degrees of destructive aura vanished from their previous position as they t at the center of the stage!
"KA-BOOM!"
A massive shockwave erupted from the better of their collision as the wind screeched and scread. The shockwave collided with a punching bag that was swinging on its own, and it exploded into pieces.
The ground trembled as both Vogue and Claire were forced to take five steps backwards. The entire room traveling as they stomped their feet to the ground to try and negate the force.
"Again!" Claire roared as she flashed forward with the speed of a shooting star.
Vogue smirked and then exploded with force. He was like a teor descending from above as he t her fist with his.
"BANG!" "BANG!""BANG!" "BANG!"
Repeated resounding explosions rang out from room 31. Not even the soundproofing of the room could contain the intense sound of the battle.
Claire drifted backwards from they resultant force of their explosive attacks.
"Icy Wind Step!"
Claire suddenly activated her movent technique; her figure instantly transford into a statue of ivy before fading to the wind.
An afterimage! Vogue’s gaze hardened as he felt a chilly wind blew right behind him with a speed no ordinary human could ever think about moving.
"Big Dipper Step!"
Vogue’s body vanished and he transfixed into seven phantoms that spread out in seven different directions, mirroring the seven stars of the big dipper constellation!
"Boom!"
The wind howled as a fist sloped against his back. But Vogue’s body faded.
An afterimage!
Claire’s smile widened as her eyes searched left then right, seeing seven different phantoms of Vogue moving in seven different directions.
She suddenly stomped her feet and a shockwave erupted from underneath her feet, blasting the seven phantoms away.
Her face turned serious as she realized not one of the phantoms were Vogue.
In the blink of an eye, she looked up as a fist continuously enlarged in her face.
She instinctively raised her hand in a cross guard shape, form a shield.
"Bang!"
An explosion rang out as Claire was blasted backward with force. Her body flipped rapidly in mid-air, twisting like a world class gymnast as sh landed with her feet against the arena’s rope.
"Peng!"
Like a bow taunted to the extre, Claire’s body moved with the speed of an arrow and the force of an artillery shell.
Vogue growled, planting his feet against the ground as he punched back.
"Boom!"
Another explosion rang out, disrupting the entire place.
Vogue smirked as he suddenly grabbed Claire by her fist.
Clare’s face change and in the next second.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
Vogue hall slamd her three tis to the ground, like a hamr to an anvil. Then released her as her body bounced back to the air.
His body twisted as his right leg whipped out like a sledge hamr, giving Claire who was still in midair a roundhouse kick to the waist.
"Boom!"
Her body bounced on the arena ground like a rag doll as she collided against the corner of the arena.
Claire had barely raised her head up when Vogue appeared before her like a ghost.
His leg kicked powerfully against her head like a soccer player kicking a football.
Claire managed to roll out of the way in the last second, as Vogue’s leg kicked hard against the arena corner.
The wind trembled as she activated Roaring Winter Fist.
"Boom!"
Vogue felt an intense cold penetrate his back. His back ribs shattered and his organs froze and it felt like thousands of needles were prickling his organs.
But as a person with pain immunity, Vogue simply grinned.
[ 30 Pain Points]
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