Supreme BeastTamer: I Can Copy and Upgrade Skills 10x!-Chapter 500: Overwhelming the Dragon Prince

BOOM!

BOOM!

Two powerful explosions shook the entire coliseum at once as both combatants disappeared, leaving nothing but a crack at their previous spots.

As soon as the signal was given, Drake's friends sat on the edge of their seats, their whole attention on the fight. Although Zara had not explicitly stated that Nox was human, she had simply told them that he was a guest.

Naturally, the five were curious about how long this no-name guest would fare against Drake, who was known as one of the strongest prodigies in Frostpir.

Even though they were skeptical and thought the guest wouldn't last long, there was nothing wrong with watching some entertainment.

This had been their thought process until they saw the two fighters move—astonishment shone in their eyes.

"Damn, that guy is fast!" One of them, a short girl named Fren, spoke with wide eyes.

"This is baffling. I can't even keep an eye on him!" Another muttered, disbelief shining in his eyes.

"As much as I don't want to admit it, I think his speed is on par with Drake's," someone pointed out.

They had been training with Drake for a long time, ever since they were little, and the dragon prince had always been incredibly powerful in ice control, physical strength, and speed!

Though deep down, they knew there were others stronger than him, they had never seen anyone who could match him—likely because they had never traveled to the other Dragon Kingdoms.

Still, they had not even seen anyone come close to the dragon prince.

Yet today, right before their very eyes, they were witnessing someone who was clearly older than Drake moving at the same speed.

"Hehehe." Seeing the reaction of her friends, Zara let out a faint chuckle. She wanted to tell them that more surprises were yet to come but decided to let them experience it for themselves.

In the booth, the king watched with an unreadable expression on his face. Not even a gleam of excitement could be seen because, unlike the others, he could perfectly follow their movements.

"You... you."

Drake was momentarily shocked at Nox's incredible speed but eventually snapped out of it. His face morphed into a wide smile as he closed the final distance, his fist blurring forward.

Drake's fist was accompanied by a powerful gust of wind—so strong that it sent shards of ice sticking to the platform flying into the air. Not only that, but it also created a pressure that greatly hindered his opponent's mobility.

But this pressure had little effect on Nox, who had activated Divine Velocity at the start of the fight. The ultimate-tier skill easily pushed through the oppressive force.

At the last second, he shifted his balance to the side, effortlessly dodging the ice-encased fist. After dodging the attack, Nox pivoted on his feet. Regaining his balance, he shot forward like a cannonball, his speed doubling immensely.

Drake retracted his fist just in time before Nox arrived beside him. Still, the time frame left him with little opportunity to conjure an attack from his arsenal, so all he could do was bring his ice-encased arms into an X-shape.

"Tsk, I thought you said you wouldn't hold back?"

Nox's cold voice rang out in all directions like that of a god. Though it had merely been a whisper, somehow, everyone present in the arena heard him.

Following his words, Nox's fist slammed into Drake's arms. The immense strength behind it forced the dragon prince two steps back, his feet digging into the ice platform and leaving deep imprints.

Nox clicked his tongue as if he were disappointed in himself.

[Barbarian Strength] activated!

He activated his strength-type skill and moved in to deliver yet another crushing punch within five seconds.

BANG!

When the devastating attack landed, Drake was sent several steps back. His eyes widened as he activated several ice skills to stop himself, but he continued tumbling and skidding backward before crashing into the wall in the distance.

His body was plastered to the wall, his expression filled with astonishment.

That strength…

Drake could swear his opponent's attack had been that powerful. But that second blow… that second blow reminded him of the time he fought his father.

His father's punches had been just like that.

While he was lost in thought, Drake failed to realize that Nox was closing in on him. Then, with a thunderous boom, Nox kicked off the ground, his body shooting toward the high walls where his opponent was stuck.

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Drake snapped out of his trance at that crucial moment and tried to force himself out of the crater in the wall. Fortunately, he made it just in time—just before Nox's fist slammed into the spot where his head had been.

BOOM!

Fragments of ice and concrete exploded. The sheer destructive power behind the punch briefly sucked Nox's fist into the wall. Forcing his hand out of the ice with ease, he landed lightly a few steps behind Drake, who was still panting, his face a mixture of shock and disbelief.

"Heavens... is this really happening?"

"Tell me this is a joke."

One of Zara's friends pinched themselves.

This must be a nightmare.

They couldn't believe that the powerful Drake was getting his ass handed to him right before their very eyes—by someone who was several times younger than him!

However, the pinch served as a wake-up call.

"Shit, this is really happening."

"Hahahaha."

At that moment, the five heard Zara's soft chuckle and turned their attention to her. A flicker of realization appeared in their eyes, and they quickly shot questioning looks at the princess.

"Oi, Zara, this isn't a mere coincidence, is it? You were fine for so long, and then this kid shows up. Could it be that you were the one who brought him here?"

To that question, Zara only covered her mouth and laughed even more, something that frustrated the five even further.

Meanwhile, in the arena, Nox's eyes gleamed fiercely.

"All I have to do is impress the king, right?"

A smile curled up on his handsome features as he started approaching his opponent.

"Then let's do this in grand fashion."