Chapter 37: Duel (1)

Everyone gasped in shock, as their stunned expression showed they were having a hard time believing what Draven had declared. Isabella's beauty below average? He spoke as though it was factual. They could not help but wonder if Draven saw a girl who completely surpassed Isabella's beauty for him to have higher standards.

"You fucker do you want to fight?"

Isabella was trembling with overflowing anger while the tears on her face suddenly steamed as they slowly evaporated. Everyone knew Isabella was angered, for her Soul power was slowly rising. It was the Path of the Fire, which leaned more on heat and destructive power.

It was rumored Isabella's first phase could heat her body to 60 degrees Celsius, which the heat enough to boil water. If a person soaked his hands in the 60-degree boiling water, three seconds were enough to get a 2nd-degree burn.

"Why are you even angry? What I had said was true. Anyway, since you want a fight badly. I challenge you in a duel, then!"

Draven took out a handkerchief from his chest and threw it at Isabella's face. He mischievously thought of using the handkerchief to wipe and clean Isabella's disheveled face. However, he was also aware his handkerchief had been used by him for over a month, with Isabella's hygiene being high enough to feel dirty over a used towel for half a day.

Isabella's boiling anger increased in a blink of an eye, causing the handkerchief to get burned each second. Isabella's hand moved as it slowly covered with barely distinct generated red flame. Her hand slowly reached out and grabbed the handkerchief in her mouth, which was making her face contorted from the foul smell of the handkerchief.

Draven was secretly laughing in his heart as he was filled with glee watching a princess sniffing a handkerchief, which had been used by him for over a month. Who knows how many times he swiped his sweat using the handkerchief? It would not be surprising the handkerchief stinks could compare to a trash can, which was thrown by decaying, stench garbage.

"Hey, Hey, Hey!" Draven took a step back while having a playful smile on his face. "Let's not fight here, shall we? Do you want to get scolded by our dearest principal? Surely, you don't want to get reprimanded by your Master, right?"

Draven was unaware of what happened between Isabella and Frank. Isabella was clearly offended by Draven's remark, as much as she wanted to make a move and burn Draven into ashes. She felt Draven was right, and thus she calmed down slightly.

"Let's go to the arena, then! You better not run, or else I will hunt you, and I don't even mind disintegrating all your relatives into nothing!"

"It's not like I have, though," muttered Draven while he smiled bitterly.

Isabella was already on the outside and was walking at the arena at the back of their building. Hence, Isabella did not hear what Draven muttered. Draven was surrounded by his classmates, who were giving him mocking glances as they could not wait to see Draven trampled below Isabella's feet.

"Hahaha. This bastard wanted to taste his own medicine. Serves him, right!"

"You're right. This bastard does not even know who he was offending. He acts like he's a king when his actual worth is only equivalent to a pitiful commoner."

Draven only smiled at their ridicule comment towards him. Surprisingly, only the boys were giving him some negative comments, while the girls were in awe and quiet as they watched Draven's handsome face smiling.

"Don't you think he is too handsome?"

"I know, right! It was as though he was smiling in a carefree manner as if there was no one who could weigh him down. He is surprisingly charming and too handsome."

"Mhm!"

Most of the girls nodded frantically, as they continued to admire Draven's face in a distance. The boys clicked their tongues in annoyance as they immediately countered.

"What's up with you girls? Aiden was the most handsome among the boys and you all could affirm that. Draven could not compare to him anyway. Unfortunately, he was not here. If he was, Draven might have his face destroyed already!"

"Yeah, but still…"

The boys and the girls continued to argue while Draven had left long ago. He followed Isabella while he walked akin to a model. He, of course, heard what the girls compliment him. He was not mature enough to take their admiration lightly.

He had an average face before his awakening, and he had not once received a compliment regarding his face. Even when he scored on his academics in becoming in a Top 3, no one cared about him. Hence, having received flattery from most girls in his class made him felt in euphoric.

'Isabella had the Path of the Fire. Not only she could generate heat on her palm, but she could also even cover her body with heat. It must have been a passive phase she received. I wonder what phase she is currently at.'

'No matter what. I'm clearly not ready to fight her. She had a breathing technique that made her physique should be above average even by muscle-builder standards. Coupled with the phases she received, I'm at a huge disadvantage.'

Draven's positive thinking kicked in.

'But this is the only way I can test the limit of my power. The battle will also let me understand how to control the Ice Blue Flame. Overall, it's not like I will not profit in this battle anyway. Understanding the power of Isabella is also my advantage in the college entrance exam.'

Draven continued mulling over himself as he reached the arena. There, a pack of myriads students was engaging themselves in fighting as they battled with their preferred weapon with their opponents. Different techniques and styles were used, as they could be seen to have bruises and injuries on their arms and legs after the battle.

The arena was vast and spacious, as it could accommodate enough for all the students and instructors in one place. There was even an audience seat, and a leaderboard hung above. The arena could be operated when a tournament happened.

Meanwhile, there was numerous platform inside the arena where the two combatant would battle. There were also rules applied when battling, while the referee would watch over the battle to ensure the safety of the combatants.

Draven saw Isabella waiting while gazing at him, akin to a predator eyeing her prey. Draven felt goosebumps, but he only sneered at her in response while he strolled at her, unworried about his upcoming battle with Isabella. The combatants were busy fighting themselves, while the students in the audience seat could only be counted with hands.

They were only there to watch their friends fighting in hopes of increasing their rankings. In Zeka high school, there was also a ranking for students when it came to combat.

The top was, of course, Aiden and Isabella and some noteworthy figures who belonged to a wealthy families. They had been provided with resources since birth, so it was not surprising for them to come out on top in the ranking combat system.

Hence, when they noticed Isabella entering the arena and walking to the platform as though she was about to battle someone. It caught everyone's interest as the students stopped what they were doing before they continued once they saw Isabella waiting.

They could not help but wondered, who would dare to challenge Isabella when even Aiden did not have the courage to challenge her? While they were glancing at her from time to time, they saw Isabella gazing in an intimidating manner at the man who entered as he walked casually in the direction of Isabella's platform.