Skill Creation in the Fantasy World

Gevano had a discreet smile rising at the corner of his lips as he replied to them on how they'd be competing with each other.

"Well, the rules are simple. Your group and mine will bet on the different fighters of the battle at this betting booth that'll start in a few minutes."

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"We will be betting all our money that we have right now, and the winner will be taking everything. How's it? Do you dare to bet?"

Gevano looked straight at Henry as he knew the other guys would listen to him.

Henry had a thoughtful expression on his face that he tried hard to make while holding back a laugh.

Seeing that the guy was hesitating, Gevano continued.

"Are you scared? Well, what can you expect from some los-"

"We accept!"

Before Gevano could call them losers again, Dufus stepped ahead and shouted.

Gevano stared at Dufus before turning towards Henry.

"You accept?", he asked patiently.

Henry glanced at everyone in his group and seeing all of them nodding at him, he replied.

"Yes. We accept to bet against you."

A smile quickly formed on Gevano's face but he tried to suppress that.

"There's no time to waste then. The fighter I'll be betting on is called Warren and you guys can bet on another one. Is that alright with you?"

Henry frowned showing some displeasure but he nodded acting as if he didn't care about that.

"Sure, we'll be betting on the other guy."

Both groups gave each other a last look and entered the betting booth together, placing their bets on their chosen fighters.

Gevano sneaked a glance at them as he thought.

'Fuckers! Want to go against me? Then you'll have to pay the price. The one I'm betting on Warren is the son of a member of one of the strongest guilds in Edenmont city.'

'With the resources and the training he has done, there's no way some average fighter in the underworld can defeat him.'

This was the reason he was so confident of winning the bet and had tricked them into falling for it.

After they lose their bet, he'll be getting most of their money and then he'll show them who's the best.

After they had done placing their bets, both groups walked out and separated from there, walking in different directions to find some seats in the audience.

Seeing that they had gotten far away from Gevano, Dufus, and the group glanced at each other and grinned evilly.

"Hehehe, we tricked that asshole."

"To think he's betting against Phantom. That guy will have an eye-opener today."

"That's for sure. I can't wait to see the look on his face when he finds out the result of the bet."

"Come on men, we gotta hurry or that guy will end the match before we even arrive there."

The group of men made their way to the audience seats and found a place to sit.

They saw that Phantom was already on the stage and the match was about to get started.

Walking to the middle of the stage, the referee looked at the two fighters and announced their names.

"On the left, we have Warren who has won more than ten matches already while on the right side, we have Phantom, who joined the Arena battle just yesterday."

This referee wasn't well informed about the feats Felix had done and was familiar with Warren, so he did what he could and glorified one party over the other.

The audience here was also not sure of who Phantom was except for a few whose eyes gleamed at the mention of his name.

Felix stood on the stage while waiting for the referee to start the match and glanced at his opponent.

With brown curly hair, the guy was not wearing a mask showing his tan face and skin.

There was a grin plastered on his face as he waved all around at the audience to which they shouted and cheered his name.

"Warren! Warren! Warren"

It seemed that he had a bit of popularity here by the way the crowd was cheering for him, but Felix didn't care about any of it and instead got into a fighting stance.

The referee gave Warren some time to show off his fame and sometime later asked both the fighters.

"Are you both ready?"

He looked at Warren only and when he saw him nodding, the referee swung the green flag down without even glancing at Felix.

"Then let the battle begin!!"

This time Felix didn't rush off quickly because using the Agility Burst skill multiple times had drained him of his stamina.

His opponent also didn't seem to rush things as he hopped and jumped about the stage while smiling at him.

"What happened? Not gonna attack me?"

He asked while moving sideways on the stage.

Felix didn't answer and remained in a defensive stance while moving along with him on the opposite side.

In the audience seats, Henry and the others frowned when they saw their champ not fighting like he had done in the previous battles.

They got anxious at the sudden change and discussed it among themselves.

"What is happening with him? Is he not going to end the match quickly?"

"I don't know, maybe he's taking it slow."

Dufus saw that they were getting worried, so he calmed them down.

"Guys don't worry, so what if he didn't end it quickly we all know that he's still going to win."

Henry added too.

"Yeah, Dufus is right. Maybe he's taking his time in this battle and will get serious sometime later."

These words eased the group's worry a little but they were still a bit confused about the situation.

While sitting opposite them, Gevano had a victorious smile all along watching the start of the battle and taking a little peek at the others.

"Hehehe, we'll see how you'll still be insulting me after you lose everything in this bet."

There was no worry in his mind regarding the current match at all as he had never heard of the other fighter, and when he came to know that the guy had started to fight only yesterday, he was more than delighted.

Gevano mocked the other group for a while and laughed with his gang before turning to look at the stage as the fighters had finally clashed against each other.

The whole crowd cheered out loud, watching Phantom and Warren start their fight.