The Universe Is Innately Just 113 Righteous Jealousy Part Four

Fell said with a calm tone as he swiftly turned around. His arm blinked as it disappeared from the sight of the bystander. The next moment, it appeared on Leffer's face. Most of them didn't even have the time to see the short action as they only noticed a few teeth fly up high in the air before dropping on the floor, and a trail of crimson red blood was sprayed on the ground close to Fell. The slap resounded through the room and the act was accentuated due to the silence that followed next. A few seconds pa.s.sed and just as everybody's minds came back to their bodies, another slap hurled toward Leffer face and a few other teeth flew through the hall. A pained grunt and the sound of a body hitting the ground traveled the hall. Leffer could be seen on the cold floor. His hands were placed on his bleeding mouth and tears ran across his face as he lost his mind to the pain. Between the s.p.a.ce of his fingers, the bystanders could see vivid red marks that were turning purple.

"How strong is he…?", managed to mumble a bystander.

"He broke a few teeth just with a slap?!", exclaimed another man. "How the h.e.l.l is he this strong? Is he… a cultivator!?", mumbled one of the players inside the crowd. He was part of the crowd that had been cursing Fell with Leffer, and here he was trembling standing not more than a meter from Fell. He eyed the black-haired youth as if he was a monster; his legs trembled from the fear that was taking his mind and he even tried to step back but his legs weren't responding to him.

The chairman stood there close to the scene, his eyes reflected the glimpse from the light on the ceiling while his legs seemed to have taken root on the floor. Everyone thought that he was fuming beyond rage as he was well known for having a cold face when anger took upon his soul. Yet the lashing and punishment never came, and he even had a large smile on his face. He nodded with satisfaction before turning around and began leaving the scene. As he approached the elevator under the dumbfounded eyes of the crowd; he turned around for a split second towards Tahlya and exclaimed in a clearly happy tone.

"Tahlya, can you please come to my office.", he ordered as he entered the elevator. As the elevator's door began closing, he added with a laugh. "Take Fell with you. I still didn't get the pleasure to converse with him."

As the elevator's door shut down he clenched his fist and thought with a beaming smile on his slightly aged face.

"Another chip in New Casablanca's Battle Center! He might add to our chance of winning the next tournament!", he thought as excitement took over his mind. He wasn't far from jumping around from the sudden happiness. He was aware that Fell was talented as the manager had told him how he was faring in the game. Yet what he had just saw served to reaffirm his thoughts, the more he thought the more he found Fell similar to him. "If only he hadn't left… We would have had a better chance of winning the next tournament". As the joy died down and he was reminded of that individual, he sighed while his face seemed to age by a few years.

"It was for the better good.", he thought as he felt the elevator stop in his ascension. He stepped outside with a mind filled with reminiscence of the past. He pondered on how things would be if life hadn't taken that turn. He pa.s.sed through a few corridors while he was flooded with memories from the past, in the end, he only managed to empty his thoughts with a sigh. Whatever happened in that time wasn't something he could control neither could he change anything to it, forcing choices on someone was never a good idea. He only hoped that things would be different now and that history wouldn't repeat itself again.

After a minute or two of walking, he finally arrived in front of his office. He stepped inside and sat on his chair, his troubled mind was gone and he managed to empty his mind from the past event. As he waited for Fell, he remembered the events that just happened in the reception hall with a smirk on his lips. "That kid is quite brazen.", he laughed as the image of Fell's movements appeared in his mind. "Although he looks like he has quite the temper… He definitely is the real deal!". As he waited for them to arrive in his office, he pressed a b.u.t.ton on his desk and a screen flashed in front of him. "Although I heard about his achievement in the tutorial, I had yet to take a look at how he fares in-game.", he mumbled while accessing the file where the records were saved.

"If I'm not wrong, it is this one.", he exclaimed before launching the tape. As the image appeared, and the video began he noticed something. "Incredible…", he immediately compared it with another user's tutorial and swiftly noticed that Fell's record was the shortest by far. That was his first shock, but it was far from being the only one as the rest of the video was filled with sequences that sent his mind tumbling. As the number of opponents in front of Fell grew, the calmer the chairman's facial expression turned. If Fell had only been somewhat talented, it wouldn't have been a problem. But this tape clearly showed the level of progress that Fell was capable of achieving in a short time; in the end, he could only come up with a conclusion. One that could be confirmed with what had happened in the hall not long ago.