Chapter 85 Bad Reputation

Suzuka is not about to let Sterling off the hook. He got himself into this mess, and now he's going to pay. With a cold look in her eyes, she advanced toward him, relishing the fear she saw in his expression. Sterling was pathetic - he'd never been in a real fight before, always relying on staged battles where his opponents would surrender on cue. He was nothing more than a weakling, and Suzuka was going to enjoy teaching him a lesson.

Sterling was a pathetic excuse for a mage, with no redeeming qualities aside from his measly 3-star magic box power. But even that was nothing to write home about, for he was a pitiful coward who couldn't follow the simplest rules. Instead, he channeled his mana into one desperate move - a massive fireball the size of a grown man. The fireball was the only thing he knew how to do.

 But his pitiful attempt at intimidation didn't phase Suzuka, who easily destroyed the fireball with a single axe kick. Sterling's cries of terror echoed through the air as his pathetic fireball turned into a miserable cloud of smoke and dust, raining down cinders and sparks in a display of his utter incompetence.

With terror gripping his heart, Sterling gazed fearfully at the sinister red eyes glaring at him through the smoky haze. He trembled as he watched Suzuka saunter towards him with a menacing gait, her movements calculated to provoke fear in his quivering soul.

 Consumed by a sense of impending doom, Sterling frantically hurled one fireball after another at his tormentor, hoping to drive her back. But to his horror, Suzuka dodged each attack with contemptuous ease and continued her remorseless advance toward him.

 With every passing moment, Sterling's fear grew more intense, until it threatened to engulf him completely, leaving him a quivering wreck before the merciless might of his adversary.

With a menacing stride, Suzuka approached Sterling, her eyes gleaming with malice. Without warning, she seized him by the collar of his shirt with a vice-like grip, hoisting him off the ground with ease.

 With a vicious snarl, she yanked him closer, her breath hot against his ear.

"You pathetic worm," she hissed, relishing the fear in Sterling's eyes. "You've made a grave mistake crossing me. I will make you suffer, but not quickly. No, I want to savor every moment of your pain. Every bruise, every broken bone, every drop of blood spilled will be a testament to my wrath." 

 With a cruel smirk, Suzuka tightened her grip, making Sterling gasp in pain. "Get ready to beg for mercy,"

In a desperate last attempt to gain control, Sterling's voice dripped with a cruel and sinister tone as he began to make threats. "I know exactly why you're doing this, you pathetic excuse for a human being. You're trying to stand up for that Silvia wretch, aren't you? Well, let me tell you something. If you don't stop this nonsense right now, I will make sure she suffers in ways you couldn't even imagine. Don't think for a second that I won't do it. I take pleasure in inflicting pain, and Silvia will be my newest plaything if you don't fall in line. So, unless you want to be responsible for her agony, you better do as I say and stop this madness before it's too late."

Suzuak leaned in even closer to Sterling, her face twisted into a menacing snarl that sent shivers down his spine. With a terrifying smile, Suzuka bared her sharp, canine teeth, relishing the fear she saw in Sterling's eyes.

"You seem to have gotten the wrong idea, little Sterling," she sneered. "I don't give a damn about what you do to her. But you made a grave mistake when you thought it was funny to hurl that pathetic fireball at me. Now, you'll serve as an example for others to learn not to cross me. You know how it goes, right? It's all about asserting dominance. And you, my dear Sterling, are about to learn what that means the hard way."

Professor Silva and Wong gazed at Suzuka with contempt and disgust as they demanded she halts the fight. "Enough of this barbaric display, Helen. Can't you see that he's already lost? Do you take pleasure in inflicting pain upon those weaker than you?" Silva sneered, her lip curling with disdain.

 Wong's voice dripped with venom as she added, "We will not tolerate this kind of behavior. Your sadistic tendencies are a blight upon this institution. How about you face someone who's actually capable of defending themselves instead of picking on the helpless?" The professors' words were laced with cruelty.

With a wicked gleam in her eye, Suzuka rain blows down on him like he was a helpless punching bag. Her fists pummeled him mercilessly, each strike echoed through the room.

As she continued to pound Sterling, she turned to address the trembling professors with a cruel smirk on her face. "Sorry, what was that? I couldn't hear you over the sound of me enforcing the rules! The same rules that you, esteemed professors, told me to follow. Remember? Or has your memory faded in your old age?"

Suzuka reveled in the feeling of power that surged through her veins as she rubbed the professors' own words in their faces. The satisfaction that flooded her being was almost too much to bear, and she continued to pound Sterling without mercy, relishing in the feeling of control and dominance that coursed through her.

With a sneer on her face, Professor Wong turned to Suzuka and hissed, "What kind of despicable monster are you? Preying on a helpless boy for your own petty amusement. Do you take pleasure in bullying those who are weaker than you? You make me sick." She strode towards her, her voice dripping with contempt.

 "If you want to pick on someone, then pick on me. I'll gladly take his place, and teach you a lesson you won't forget. But I warn you, I won't hold back. I'll make sure you regret bullying this young man." Her eyes glinted with malice as she squared off against Suzuka.

With a wild look in his eyes, Starling screamed at the top of his lungs, "No! Don't leave me alone with her! Professor, you have to believe me, she's a complete lunatic! She's planning to murder me and make it look like a mere training accident. Just now, she leaned in and whispered in my ear that she'll end my life and pin all the blame on you, Mrs. Professor Wong. She's a monster! Please, you have to protect me from her!" Starling's voice cracked with fear and desperation, "she's dangerous, she's insane, and she'll stop at nothing to get what she wants. Please, you have to save me before it's too late!"

Wong's eyes blazed with fury as she listened to the explanation. Her face contorted with disdain as she sneered, "You pathetic excuse for an adventurer! It's no wonder you're nothing but a savage, relying on brute force to get by. And now, to cover up your incompetence, you resort to these desperate measures? I won't stand for this kind of behavior in our esteemed university! You have one chance to redeem yourself, face me in combat and prove your worth. Or else, you'll be cast out like the despicable scum you are. Consider this your only warning." Her voice dripped with malice as he spat the words, relishing the opportunity to punish such a worthless individual.

Suzuka reveled in the sensation of her knuckles connecting with Sterling's gut. As the man crumpled to the ground, gasping for air, she heard the warning call from Wong. With a twisted smirk, she dropped Sterling like a sack of potatoes and turned to face the professor.

With a voice dripping with malice, she sneered, "Well, well, well, look who's decided to break her precious rules. Don't tell me you're actually worried about this pathetic excuse for a man?" She let out a mocking laugh, relishing in the sound of Sterling's pained moans.

"And as for your little warning," she continued, her tone icy, "If you're feeling brave enough to break your precious rules, I suppose I can oblige. Just be warned, Professor, that I won't hold back. And neither should you if you know what's good for you."

With a sinister smirk on her face, Professor Jennifer Wong coldly glared at Suzuka and spoke in a patronizing tone. "You clearly have no idea who you're dealing with. Let me show you what a real fight looks like, and perhaps it will teach you a lesson about attacking the weak. That kind young man you viciously attacked was only trying to help his fellow student practice, but you couldn't resist taking things too far, could you?" Jennifer paused, her voice dripping with disgust as she continued, "Perhaps next time you'll think twice before trying to exert your pitiful power over those who are weaker than you."

Suzuka's response dripped with contempt as she looked down her nose at the speaker. "Oh, how considerate of you, helping a young innocent man," she sneered. "And here I was beginning to think your incompetence would prevent us from getting anything done today."

 With a dismissive wave of her hand, she signaled her readiness to begin, a cold smirk forming on her lips. "Let's not waste any more time pandering to your inadequacies. Let's start this match."

Suzuka and Professor Jennifer Wong had agreed to a dual, with basic rules. 

Suzuka and Jennifer stand at opposite ends of the ring, wooden swords at the ready. The combat training classroom falls silent as the two warriors prepare to engage in a fierce duel. The tension in the air is thick, as each combatant studies the other, waiting for the right moment to strike.

Suzuka makes the first move, lunging forward with a swift strike aimed at Jennifer's midsection. Jennifer dodges quickly, her years of training allowing her to anticipate Suzuka's move. She counters with a lightning-fast overhead strike, which Suzuka barely manages to parry.

The two warriors continue to circle each other, trading blows and counterattacks with lightning speed. Their swords clash loudly, the sound echoing throughout the room. Students and onlookers watch in awe as Jennifer, master swordsmen, display her skill and agility.

It looked like Suzuka and Jennifer were evenly matched, their skill and ferocity are matched only by their mutual respect for each other. Their swords move in a blur, the wooden blades seeming to come alive in their hands.

Finally, after what seems like an eternity, Suzuka's and Jennifer's wooden blades clash and brakes. The room erupts into cheers as the match is declared a draw.

But the battle is not over yet. Jennifer asks for a rematch. The two warriors take up their wooden swords once more, their eyes shining with the joy of combat. The master fight continues, as they once again engage in a fierce and thrilling duel.

The second round of the duel between Suzuka and Jennifer is even more intense than the first. Jennifer is determined to emerge victorious, pushing her skills and limits to the very brink. The sound of clashing swords fills the air, as they trade blows and counterattacks.

The crowd watches in awe as the two swordswomen continue to battle it out, Jennifer's movements fluid and graceful. The room seems to vibrate with the intensity of their fighting, as they exchange blow after blow.

Finally, Suzuka makes a decisive strike. She grabbed the blade with her bare hand and clench it. Then, her wooden sword connects with Jennifer's neck and stops. The room erupts into applause as Suzuka is declared the winner once more.