Chapter 43: Nyx's Evolution & The 30-Win Streak!
That Afternoon.
Inthe Arena.
The news of the duel between the mysterious Alex Whitefield and the lightning prodigy Valerian Storm had spread throughout the campus.
The arena was packed. Freshmen, sophomores, even some teachers had come to watch.
Valerian stood in the center of the ring, arms crossed. Sparks of purple lightning danced around him. He looked impatient.
"Is he coming or not? Did he get scared?" Valerian sneered.
"He's here!" someone shouted.
Alex walked out of the tunnel, calm and relaxed. Nyx was hidden in his shadow, sleeping.
He stepped into the ring.
"You're late," Valerian said coldly.
"Traffic," Alex replied simply. "Ready to lose your villa?"
"Arrogant peasant," Valerian growled. "I'll teach you the difference between a noble and a commoner!"
CRACK-BOOM!
Valerian didn't wait. He raised his hand, and a bolt of thick purple lightning struck down from the sky, aiming straight for Alex's head.
