Skill Creation in the Fantasy World - Chapter 65: The Giant I

Felix moved away from Arena 27 and walked toward the Arena numbered 31.

Sneaking behind him was a hectic bunch who thought they had found a good fighter to bet on.

“See buddy I’m telling you, this guy is a lot different than the others. Even his name sounds like someone doing shady things in the dark.”

A lanky bald guy wearing a vibrant green robe exclaimed to the other guys while looking discreetly in the crowd.

Another man who had his big tummy falling out from his robes rubbed his hands and frowned looking at him.

“What crap are you on about, Dufus? We don’t care what the guy got in his name or pants, what we really do care if he’s winning or not!”

The other men nodded, revealing their wicked smiles, while Dufus wore a thoughtful expression.

“Oh, you’re right Henry. It’s fine as long as we get some money.”, Dufus smiled sheepishly.

The fat man Henry jumped about and pulled Dufus closer, his face turning alert.

He scolded the guy in a low voice.

“Are you retarded? Wait you actually are-“, his face twitched but he continued.

“Anyways don’t talk about money out loud, don’t you know what kind of cheap fuckers roam around these places?”

The other men too frowned looking around if anyone had heard them or not.

“Uh sorry, maybe I got a bit excited ehehe.”

Dufus scratched his head making a stupid face and yet not realizing anything about it.

Henry just shook his head and wondered when this guy was going to get himself sink in the infamous underworld sewage.

“Let’s stop making a scene here and quietly follow that guy.”, he told all of them who nodded at him.

A few meters in front of them walked Felix who was searching for Arena 31 by asking other wanderers.

“Oh you mean I’ll have to go straight from here and then take a left?”, Felix asked a harmless-looking man who was taking puffs out of two sticks.

“Come on…pufff…., how many times…puff…do I have to tell you?”, the man took deep breaths off his stick and replied rolling his eyes dramatically.

“Take a damn turn from around the corner here and walk down till you see a fucking board. You got that?”, it seemed he didn’t really like giving directions.

There was nothing Felix could do but give a forced smile and walk away.

“Crazy man, he told me different directions four times…”

Letting out a sigh, Felix glanced around the place and searched for some boards until a few minutes later he found the way to Arena 31.

Putting everything at the back of his mind, he walked toward the underground path that led to the Arena stage.

Making his way straight to the gates, he displayed his card to the orb nearby, allowing him access to the stairs leading to the stage.

With his glowing red eyes, Felix stepped up and entered the Arena stage.

“You’re finally here. There’s only two minutes left for the match to start.”

The referee glanced over and reported.

Felix nodded at him and started to get ready, meanwhile taking a look at his opponent.

‘Huh? What the fuck is that!!’

He widened his eyes looking at the fat man that towered almost 2.5 m tall and weighed more than a few hundred.

The man didn’t wear a mask revealing his hairy face and violent look in the eyes.

Wearing loose clothing, the man revealed most of his fat body parts and held no weapons except for a pair of boxing gloves.

‘Am I going to fight with this giant?’

Felix took a step back as he felt that there must’ve been a mistake allowing this man to fight him who looked as if he was stronger than most Ranked warriors.

The huge man turned to look at the small opponent that had entered the stage and gave him a crooked smile.

Felix shivered feeling like he was back at the farm when the pervert guy was going to assault him.

‘You bastard, don’t smile like that!’

Gritting his teeth, Felix looked away from the man and took deep breaths.

Calming him down, he decided to not think about the past and started to do some stretches.

At the audience seats, a group of people entered there holding betting tickets in their hands.

They looked especially confident as if they’d already won the bet and sat on the seats while turning to look up at the stage.

When their eyes fell on the huge man standing tall on the stage, they immediately felt something break apart in their minds.

“H-Henry, isn’t that the man you said to be careful around?”

Dufus stuttered recalling the horrors that this man could do.

Henry took a gulp and nodded, his expression a bit pale.

“Y-Yes, to think we placed a bet against him.”

Everyone made a regretful face and sighed at their upcoming loss.

Henry twitched thinking what the guy they had bet on would face in this match against that monster.

“That guy…Phantom was it? He won’t be coming out of that arena in one piece.”

There was fear in his voice, showing what that fat monster could do.

Back on the arena, the referee walked to the middle of the stage and turned to look at both the combatants.

“On the left side, we have Phantom who has won two consecutive matches and is still going on.”

The crowd looked around feeling slightly strange about this new name, although some of them frowned remembering the name.

The referee faced to the side and continued.

“While on the right side, we have…the Grashia who has not lost even one match from the beginning of his participation in the arena matches.”

The crowd suddenly erupted into a loud cheer, showing their support to the big man who was smiling in a creepy way.

Felix didn’t mind any of this and instead focused on how to fight and win this match.

‘The new skill can make me faster, and I can also find the weakness of my opponent. So this battle will not be much different from the other ones.’

He made up his mind to end this battle quickly just like the last match and held the hilt of his sword, getting into a stance.

The referee asked the both of them.

“Are you two ready?”

Felix and his opponent Grashia nodded, making the referee raise the green flag in his hand.

He brought the flag down and announced loudly.

“Then let the match begin!”