Harem System In A fantasy World

"Fine then." He stood up slowly. "No sword."

The patriarch rolled his shoulders and gave Elion a feral grin.

Mana surged from Elion’s core and several rings of water formed behind him. At the same time, the floor beneath Tessa’s father suddenly softened.

"Sinkhole."

The patriarch’s foot dropped several inches into the ground.

His eyes widened as Elion closed his fist.

"Encasement Wall." Stone erupted around the man’s leg, and three Water Bullets immediately followed.

BOOM!

The first struck his chest.

BOOM!

The second caught his jaw.

BOOM!

The third exploded directly against his stomach.

The patriarch tore his leg free of the stone with brute force and was thrown several metres backwards.

Before he could recover, Elion was already there.

A layer of stone formed around his fist.

"Stone Fist." His punch drove into the patriarch’s abdomen.

BANG!

The massive man was lifted completely off the ground, and Elion stepped forward and struck him again.

Then again.

Then a fourth time.

Every impact produced a heavy boom.

The final punch launched the patriarch backwards. He smashed through two practice mannequins before slamming into the opposite wall.

The dojo trembled, and a long silence followed. A few clansmen stared with widened eyes.

Tessa looked equally stunned.

Truth be told, she had expected Elion to put up a good fight before eventually losing; he was up against a Grand Mage after all...

And yet...

Elion flexed his fingers. His knuckles were already beginning to ache despite the layer of stone protecting them.

"Tch..." He clicked his tongue.

He wasn’t used to fighting with his bare hands like this, and his inexperience was showing.

The wall ahead cracked, and a massive silhouette stepped out of the dust. Tessa’s father rolled his neck.

His upper robe had been torn open, revealing a broad chest covered in old scars. There was blood at the corner of his mouth, but that was all.

Elion’s eye twitched.

"You have got to be kidding me."

The patriarch wiped away the blood with his thumb and let out a wide, savage grin.

"That was much better." The flames surrounding his body surged, and the dojo instantly became unbearably hot.

Elion could feel the moisture evaporating from the air.

The difference between them suddenly became much more obvious.

This was a Peak Grand Mage.

Someone whose mana core, body, spells, and sheer control had undergone an entirely different level of refinement.

Elion had fought powerful opponents before, but this was the first time he had stood directly against someone at this stage without support or some overwhelming external advantage deciding the battle beforehand.

And the bastard was terrifying.

Tessa’s father suddenly disappeared from his field of vision.

Elion’s eyes widened and almost popped out of his eye socket as a fist struck him in the stomach.

BOOM!

Air exploded from his lungs and his feet left the ground. A second fist struck his jaw before he could even begin flying backwards.

CRACK!

Elion shot diagonally across the dojo before crashing into the ceiling. The wooden panels shattered around him.

Gravity immediately pulled him back down, and as expected, the patriarch was already waiting to strike him again.

Elion twisted in mid-air, attempting to get himself out of the line of fire, but a flaming kick caught him in the side regardless.

BOOOOOOM!

He was launched across the room again, and his body smashed through the outer wall of the dojo before disappearing outside.

Everyone froze.

Tessa shot to her feet.

"Father!"

The patriarch did not even look at her as he stepped through the hole.

Elion came flying back through it a second later, this time willingly. His heel struck the patriarch’s face.

BANG!

The man’s head snapped sideways.

Elion landed, planted one hand on the floor, and swept both legs towards his knees.

The patriarch jumped.

Elion’s palm slammed down.

"Tremor!"

The floor erupted, and the shock wave caught Tessa’s father while he was still airborne and threw him upwards.

Elion thrust both hands forwards.

"Water Bullet!"

A dozen condensed spheres struck him simultaneously.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The explosions rattled the dojo, and the patriarch crashed back down as Elion lunged once again.

His fist struck the man’s face.

Tessa’s father retaliated before even falling. His knuckles buried themselves in Elion’s ribs, and the two were blasted apart less than a second later.

Elion skidded several metres.

The patriarch rolled once and came straight back to his feet.

Neither stopped; they charged again.

Fists collided.

BANG!

The force blasted dust outwards.

Elion struck first.

Left hook, but the patriarch blocked. He followed up with a right straight, but it was blocked again.

A knee aimed for the abdomen, but once again, it was caught. The older man twisted Elion’s leg and hurled him sideways.

Elion planted one hand on the ground, used the momentum to rotate, and kicked the patriarch directly across the face.

The man staggered, and Elion followed with a Fireball from point-blank range.

BOOM!

Flames engulfed both of them, and the spectators cried out in surprise as the shock wave hammered against them despite the presence of a barrier.

Several clansmen closest to the battle were forced backwards, their robes fluttering violently.

Tessa’s mother raised one hand, creating another barrier that absorbed most of the remaining heat before it could reach them.

Smoke filled the centre of the dojo as two blurry silhouettes collided within it.

BANG!

BANG!

BANG!

Each impact sounded like a hammer striking an anvil.

Elion’s fist met the patriarch’s cheek while the patriarch’s knee struck Elion’s stomach.

Elion grabbed his shoulders and drove his forehead into the man’s nose. Tessa’s father answered by headbutting him straight back.

CRACK!

Elion stumbled: Something had definitely cracked with that blow, but he didn’t even care anymore.

His fighting spirit had been irked, and it was suddenly itching to be sated

Blood immediately poured from his nose.

"You mad bastard..."

The patriarch laughed.

"Did that hurt!?"

Elion spat blood onto the floor.

"You tell me."

He lunged forwards, and the fight became completely savage from there. There was almost no elegance left to it.

Elion used everything he had at his disposal, but he couldn’t seem to be able to get the upper hand.

Water wrapped around the patriarch’s ankles.

Stone erupted beneath his feet.

Fire detonated against his chest.

Whenever the man forced his way through one spell, Elion met him with another. When there was no time for magic, he used his fists.

When fists were too slow, he used elbows.

When the distance became too close, he used knees, shoulders, even his forehead, and Tessa’s father responded in kind each time.

The bastard fought like a living weapon. Every punch felt as though Elion had been struck by a mountain.

Every kick threatened to tear him off his feet.

Even when Elion blocked, the force travelled through his bones and rattled his organs. Worse still, the patriarch refused to stay down.

Elion sent him through a wall.

The man came back.

Elion blasted him across the dojo with a concentrated wave of water.

He came back.

Elion buried a Stone Fist into his liver with enough strength to crack the floor beneath both their feet.

The man grunted and then punched Elion through another training rack. It was almost like an unstoppable force had met an immovable object.

’What the hell is his body made of!?’

Elion pushed himself up from the wreckage. His breathing had become ragged, and blood coated his white teeth.

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