Todos os capítulos de Hunters: The Prequel: Capítulo 141 - Capítulo 150

The last two strikes were a spinning heel kick which was quickly followed by an uppercut. And once Mane was done he quickly flipped backwards. It was almost as if he was trying to avoid something.*Boom*A ball of fire landed on Mane’s previous location, and quickly turned the marble floor to powder. Mane had assumed that as long as he landed the full Extreme Burst combo, he will win the fight. But after launching Ray into the air, he felt threatened, and so immediately drew back. His decision was the right one. Mane was certain that his father was using more than one glow. This was because although Diamond Body was a very defensive glow, it wasn’t capable of fully protecting Ray from the sixth attack of extreme burst. This meant his

*Poof*Mane’s small arm lodged itself deeply into Ray’s chest, and even found its way out, with his hand sticking out of the Brute King’s body from the back. There was no blood, since Mane’s arm was occupying the space from which it would flow. Plus his arm was still on fire, so it was almost as if he was cauterizing the wound. But some blood did make its way out through the mouth of the battle god.“How long has it been since I felt so refreshed? How long has it been since I last bled so? What a thrilling battle! You have fulfilled the conditions to win the duel. I concede.” Ray laughed loudly like a madman. And he was anything but sane right now, with him laughing so heartily whilst an arm was lodged deeply inside his chest. He was immortal. Although his godspark was sealed, his vitality as a god wasn’t. This meant that he was still technically immortal. So the only way for Mane to win any of their duels was to inflict a woun

Till date, Ray held the record for the highest total number of surges. It was the reason for his absurd strength when he was still so young. For even in the realm of the mortals, the Brute King would be considered as young. But the common theme behind this sudden surge was age. No one had experienced their first surge at the age of eleven. Even Mane wasn’t truly eleven years old- at least not yet anyway. So the masters hadn’t even considered this option. It was the keen and watchful eyes of one who had been a victim of the surge, and had passed down this strength to his descendants that correctly identified the oddity. And 1st was certain that Ray knew this too. That will explain the Brute King’s eagerness to show Mane the proper use of his techniques. The absentee father was hoping that his son will pick up much of what he had to offer before the surge ended. Since Mane had experienced the surge for about a month and a half now, it was

Mane opened his eyes after five minutes. As the marvelous state he had gouged himself in wore off, his false state of elemental harmony was broken. The water he sat in was quickly evaporated, and the temperature of the room increased sharply. A few cracks appeared on the bathtub, as it creaked and threatened to fall apart. Luckily, Mane shook himself out of his dazed state quite quickly, and the flames that were close to causing havoc, died out.“What was that?” he wondered. That miraculous state was addictive, and he craved for it once more. But even though he didn’t know what had happened, he knew that it wasn’t a common occurrence, and it would be difficult to experience something like that again.“I know you know what that was. Will you tell me?” Mane asked his masters. He didn’t pick out anyone in particular, choosing to throw the question to the crowd.

Mane’s eyebrows twitched in annoyance at what had become a norm since he was confined to his home. After his application for a two months leave had been accepted by the academy, Mane assumed that he wouldn’t have any trouble for a while. His peaceful training days were no longer peaceful when Aegeus showed up. Mane had to admit that he was impressed by the boy’s tenacity. Although Aegeus was only older than him by a year, the boy was very strong willed. His actions had Mane questioning if he would do the same thing were he in the boy’s shoes. He was certain that he would have given up long ago after being rejected. But Aegeus kept coming back. Even when Mane had instructed the guards to rough him up a bit the net time he showed himself here, Aegeus did not relent. Mane thought the threat of a beating will have the younger brother of Frederick running away with his tail tucked between his legs, especially considering the trauma from Mane&rsqu