I Reincarnated as The Protagonist's Best Friend

Chapter 36: Rank Up!

Ting!

With that sound, the match started. Immediately after, the wizard guy raised his staff and started chanting.

"𓄿 𓃀 𓂋 𓄿 𓎡 𓄿 𓂧 𓄿 𓃀 𓂋 𓄿-"

(A/N: It reads Abracadabra ☝🤓)

Quash watched closely as the wizard guy gathered mana at the tip of his staff. Each incantation stabilised and gave form to the mana and 6 seconds later, the spell was complete. He pointed his staff at Quash with a fire ball blazing intensely. His eyes full of triumphant and mockery towards Quash since he didn’t move.

"... FIRE BALL!!"

With the wizards last chant, the fire ball shot towards Quash at rapid speed.

Quash didn’t move because he didn’t feel like he could get hit. The wizard in front of him wasn’t nearly as strong.

Quash had his full attention focused on the rapidly approaching fire ball the the size of a base ball. Despite its size, it can seriously harm him it hit.

Quash channeled Pure Aura and enhanced his right arm. He supplied excess amount and a fair wite layer appeared over his skin on his right arm, coating it. When the fire ball was about to hit him, he grabbed it mid air, spun on his heel to keep the momentum and keep the fire ball from exploding.

At the same time, he supplied more Aura through his Palm and coated the whole Fire ball, preventing it from desiring. He used his Aura to compress it and squeeze it hard and threw it towards the Wizard guy when he spun 1 time on his axis.

His Class Limit Stats coupled with Body Enhancement created explosive power that made the Compressed fire ball shot out like bullet.

It tore through the air and without giving the wizard guy any time to react, hit him in the face. The fire ball blasted through his face, yanking his body back from the sheer momentum of it.

His shoulders missing his head. The fire ball exploded behind the wizard guys flying body with a massive boom that shook the stage. Debris shot past Quash and the shock wave almost knocked him off of his feet. The body of the poor wizard guy was about to hit the ground when the shock wave hurled it towards Quash but disappeared mid way became the match was over.

[Winner! Quash Ogmore!]

And with that announcement, he was also telported out and next batch of participants were brought it.

Quash arrived where he was sitting before. And he was sitting down instead of stading. He looked around and saw few ere looking at him with scanning gaze. They had seen what happened and were impressed. But they quickly lost instrest in him and continued to do what they were doing.

Quash’s performance didn’t steer much attention because he didn’t do something extraordinary. Any Knight with decent Aura control can grab an haughty mages attack and throw it back at them.

Quash looked around, looking for the opponent he had just fought and found him being made fun of by his friends and him screaming back at them from embarrassment.

He looked fine. Quash was worried if dying left any psychological trauma or not. Because even if the death in the virtual reality zone was fake, the pain was real. But the wizard guy seemed fine, so he wondered if there was something he was missing

He was curious. But not curious enough to die and experience pain for no reason. He would rather no be hurt at all throughout this 7 days. He knew it was practically impossible to not get hurt, but it won’t hurt to try.

Quash then checked his ranking to see what changed. There was quite some time before his next match.

[503,471]

"Damn..."

It was an only 3 increase. Since his rank was nearing Hall promotion, it was harder to rank up. With the amount of time it took him to finish a fight, his rank would have increased by at least 10 if he was even further back.

But there was nothing to worry. The first step is always hard. Once streaks start to build up, Ranking up would be a breeze. Because in a Ranking Battle, just winning is the only factor. Constancy of win rate, time it took to end a battle, Skills used, effort taken are all taken into consideration to provide the next best rank.

And with all that taken into consideration, his performance was better than the 503,471th rank. Thus the formation gave him that rank.

All this happens automatically so there are very low chances of something going wrong. Even if something did go wrong, the participants can complain to the authorities or challenge someone of higher rank foe their rank.

Quash could do that. Walk into Battle Hall 2 or 3 and challenge the lowest rank there to increase his rank. But he would rather enjoy the process and sense of progression. It will feel more satisfying and meaningful later.

Quash continued to watch the match and waited for his turn. And after 5 minutes of waiting, he was matched once again.

This time, he was matched with a Dwarf. There was like a 100 meter distance between them and dude looked like a football from here. An evil smile appeared on Quash’s face.

Since the dude looked like a football, no one can blame him if he kicked him a little.

So with that in mind, when the match started with the ting sound, Quash shot towards the Dwarf like a Canon ball. His legs enhanced with Aura. The Dwarf was wearing armour of some sort and in his hand, there were some kind of gun that looked like a Basuka.

But before poor dude could lock in, Quash was already in fornt of him, his left foot planted to the side and his right leg swing at him. Quash kicked the Dwarf as hard as he could. The impact cave the armour like it was made of sponge. The Dwarf felt his intestine compress. His blood press against his eyes and and brain. Making him feel clogged.

Quash completed the swing and the Dwarf shot back like a bullet. Tearing throw the air and spraying out blood. His body skipping on the ground before disappearing.

[Winner! Quash Ogmore!]

After the announcement, Quash disappeared as well and next match started.