Chapter 325: Combat.

Chapter 325: 325: Combat.

Ally joined the others as they stood watching the competition. She couldn’t help worrying as she stared at the scene, hoping that Sun would remain safe throughout the fight.

Sun and Lord Ash, on the other hand, didn’t even glance sideways to acknowledge Ayra or Ally’s presence. They stood on the competition ground, their eyes firmly fixed on each other as they prepared to strike.

Lord Ash smiled. "You can take a weapon if you want." He pointed toward the weapon rack. "I recommend you do. It’ll help you."

Sun stared at him. "And you? Aren’t you going to take one as well?"

Lord Ash scoffed. "Do you have some sort of death wish or something?"

Sun cleared his throat. "If you’re not going to use a weapon, then I won’t either." He positioned his hands, preparing himself. "Let’s get this over with hand-to-hand combat."

Lord Ash shook his head. "You crazy rabbit..." He stepped backward before adding, "I’ll make things easier for everyone by setting a rule. Let’s stick to that."

Everyone watched in anticipation as Lord Ash announced, "It’s simple. Whoever throws the other to the ground first wins."

The crowd exchanged confused looks and began muttering among themselves.

"Huh? How is that even fair?"

"At this point, it’s obvious the bunny can’t win. There’s no way he’ll manage to throw Lord Ash to the ground!"

Even Sun stared at Lord Ash in disbelief. He couldn’t see how the rule could possibly work in his favor. There was no way he could take Lord Ash down!

While the crowd continued murmuring about the unfair rule, Ally turned to Ayra in a panic. "Mum, Papa isn’t playing fair at all! He’s practically bullying him at this point!" she insisted.

But Ayra simply smiled as she watched the scene. "Let’s see what he plans to do with this," she said calmly.

Ally turned her attention back to the competition as Lord Ash approached Sun with both hands behind his back. "But if you pick up a stick or another weapon, I’ll consider changing the rules."

He paused before adding, "I might change it to this instead: if you can strike my back with the stick, you win."

Ayra smiled and turned to Ally. "See? I told you he was up to something."

"..." Ally said nothing, continuing to watch anxiously.

Sun stared at Lord Ash for a while before glancing at the weapon rack. He figured that taking a weapon was his best option if he wanted even the slightest chance of winning.

Without hesitation, he walked over and picked up a long staff, gripping it firmly before turning to face Lord Ash.

Lord Ash scoffed. "I thought you wouldn’t need a weapon." He stretched his neck before continuing, "Since you’re ready, let’s get this over with. Remember the rules."

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Everyone watched in anticipation as the competition began.

Sun stood alert, gripping his staff firmly as he calculated the perfect moment and position to strike. Meanwhile, Lord Ash remained calm, watching him with both hands behind his back.

He looked completely unbothered.

Sun struck first, swinging the staff toward Ash with all his strength. But Lord Ash casually dodged the attack without hesitation.

Sun didn’t give up. He continued launching attacks, swinging his staff forcefully at Lord Ash in the hope of knocking him down. He even tried moving behind him to catch him off guard, but none of his calculations worked against Lord Ash.

Lord Ash was clearly stronger and dodged every attack with ease. He even avoided one of Sun’s swings so effortlessly that Sun lost his balance and fell flat on his backside.

"Ouch!" Sun groaned in pain as Lord Ash looked down at him.

"You sure are weak," Lord Ash remarked, staring at him. "Just how pampered are you?"

Ally grew increasingly worried as she watched. "He’s still weak and needs time to recover! Go easy on him!" she snapped at her father.

Lord Ash casually glanced up at her before looking back down at Sun. "Are you really going to spend the rest of your life hiding under her protection without developing a backbone of your own?"

Sun clenched his fists, irritated by the remark. Without hesitation, he jumped to his feet and raised his staff, ready to attack again.

He charged at Lord Ash repeatedly, swinging and sweeping the staff in front of his face in an attempt to knock him down. But Lord Ash dodged every strike with ease, a smile spreading across his face.

"That’s the best you’ve got?"

"You seem angry, but not angry enough."

"Is that all your tribe taught you? Pretty weak, if you ask me!"

Lord Ash continued provoking him with his words as Sun attacked with everything he had. Yet, despite his relentless efforts, he still couldn’t take Lord Ash down.

Sun kept trying until his breathing grew heavy and his face turned red from exhaustion. Ally gasped at the sight.

"Stop already! He’s tired and exhausted! Don’t push him any further!" she insisted.

But neither Lord Ash nor Sun looked her way. Sun didn’t even pause to catch his breath.

Red-faced and panting heavily, he continued fighting, swinging his staff and trying every technique he knew. Even when he missed and stumbled to the ground, he stubbornly got back up and kept going.

Eventually, Sun ended up sitting on the ground, panting heavily. Lord Ash walked over and stood before him.

"You’re already this weak and exhausted. Don’t you think it’s time to give up? You should accept defeat and leave already."

But Sun didn’t consider that an option. He clenched his fists and stared up at Lord Ash for a moment before shaking his head.

"No... Never!" Sun snapped as he sprang to his feet and grabbed his staff again.

He had come up with a plan that he hoped would work. And now, he was going to put it into action!

Lord Ash watched him approach with his staff, smiling at how predictable his attack seemed. Just as he expected, Sun charged straight at him, and Lord Ash immediately moved backward to dodge.

But this time, he had underestimated Sun!