Atlas: Back to the Present - A Time Travel Novel. : OP MC + Regressor + Post Apocalyptic by Samson Chui

Author:Samson Chui [Chui, Samson]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-09-20T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 36: The Tag Team Showdown

The crowd's anticipation was enthusiastic as the fighters took their positions. The arena lights dimmed, focusing on the center ring where the match was about to begin. The buzz of excitement grew louder, merging into a thunderstorm of cheers and chants as the holographic screens around the stadium displayed the fighters' profiles.

Trevor "The Iron Fist" Jacobs stepped into the ring first. Trevor was a mountain of a man, standing at six-foot-four with shoulders broad enough to block out the sun. His square jaw and closely cropped brown hair gave him the look of a seasoned soldier, and his eyes were sharp, focused, scanning Atlas for any signs of weakness. His muscles bulged under his SFB uniform, and in his hands, he gripped a massive shield and a spiked mace, the latter looking like it could crush a boulder in one swing.

Across from him stood Atlas, his expression calm, almost bored, as he sized up his opponent. At six-foot-one with a lean, muscular build, Atlas cut an imposing figure. His short black hair was slicked back, and his sharp features bore a slight smirk that hinted at the confidence beneath. He wore simple yet sturdy SFB armor that allowed for maximum mobility, and in his hands, he held a pair of swords that gleamed menacingly under the arena lights.

The crowd fell into a hush, sensing the tension in the air. The bell rang, signaling the start of the fight.

Trevor charged forward, his shield raised high as he swung his mace down with all his might. Atlas sidestepped effortlessly, the mace hitting nothing but air. With a swift, fluid motion, Atlas’s sword sliced upward, catching the edge of Trevor’s shield and knocking it aside. The force of the impact sent a shockwave through Trevor’s arm, momentarily stunning him.

(STUN!)

Atlas didn’t hesitate. He followed up with a low sweep to Trevor’s legs, sending the fighter sprawling onto his back. The crowd gasped as Trevor hit the ground with a thud. Before he could react, Atlas was on him, bringing the hilt of his sword down hard on Trevor’s helmet. The impact echoed through the arena, and Trevor’s body went limp. The SFB helmet could help prevent deaths, but like most protective equipment, it didn’t stop injuries or concussions.

The system buzzed, registering the knockout.

‘‘DECAPITATION!‘‘

The crowd erupted in cheers as Trevor was quickly carried off by the medics. But there was no time for celebration.

Javier "El Toro" Reyes leaped into the ring, his sword and dagger already poised for the attack. Javier was a brawny man with a barrel chest and thick arms covered in tattoos, each one telling a story of battles fought and won. His hair was slicked back into a tight ponytail, and his eyes burned with intensity. He was pissed—the goal was to get Atlas damaged in the first fight! Now he was fighting a boss with full health, this definitely wasn’t in the plans. Atlas barely had a moment to breathe before Javier was upon him, moving with surprising speed for a man of his size.

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