I Became A Thief Who Steals Overpowered Skills - Chapter 135

Chapter 135

The Giant

Freya’s child.

Arsoldar Freya.

If there’s one thing that can be said for certain, it’s that he is the largest among the students at Rahelrn Academy.

Even though Kraush, who stood facing Arsoldar, was quite tall among his peers, there was still a head’s difference between them.

“Haha, I like how everyone in Balheim is so full of confidence.”

Arsoldar beamed, seemingly amused by Kraush’s earlier remark.

But even as he smiled, his eyes never stopped scanning beyond that laughter.

As a member of the Freya clan, known as the tribe of warriors, he instinctively sensed it.

That Kraush was not an easy opponent.

“But I’m not lacking in confidence either.”

He discarded his clothes and cloak, revealing his bulging muscles and tattoos.

Watching this, Kraush maintained a disinterested expression.

“Then, do everything you can.”

Kraush intended to defeat Arsoldar decisively today.

Though currently aligned with Sigrid’s faction, Arsoldar was naturally free-spirited.

No matter where he belonged, he held the reins of his own life.

He was not bound by affiliations.

Therefore, what he revered was distilled into one thing.

Martial Arts.

Arsoldar followed this and this alone.

‘And this guy is one of the essential members of the Skyborne Generation.’

In one way or another, Kraush had to clash with Arsoldar.

Only by proving his martial prowess would Arsoldar become one of the members of the Skyborne Generation that Kraush desired.

“Everything I can, huh.”

A sly smile crept onto Arsoldar’s lips.

“You told me exactly what I wanted to hear.”

It was a smile that seemed to please him.

“Craush!”

At that moment, Kraush heard a voice calling him.

There stood Glen, Mary Diana’s cousin, who had somehow recovered from his injuries and was able to stand.

Glen belonged to the Empire.
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Naturally, he knew well about Arsoldar.

“Senior Arsoldar is really strong! Don’t let your guard down!”

Glen still remembered that day.

The day when a child, recommended by the warrior tribe Freya, asked the avid knights of the Empire for a lesson.

The knights gladly accepted, resulting in a disastrous outcome.

The memory of that day vividly proved why Freya was known as a warrior tribe.

Thus, Glen, still not fully healed, warned Kraush not to let his guard down.

‘Who is telling whom not to let their guard down.’

Kraush lightly waved his hand as if to say not to worry.

He had no intention of being complacent.

Letting his guard down against the one touted as the most destructive among the Skyborne Generation?

Sorry, but he never had a moment to relax in life due to lacking something.

Complacency was a word directly linked to death for Kraush.

“Begin!”

At that moment, the student referee shouted to start the match.

The battle between Freya’s warrior and Balheim’s direct descendant.

Naturally, as all the students watched the arena with expectant expressions.

Boom!

A loud sound echoed along with something their eyes couldn’t follow.

Dust rose violently, blurring the students’ vision.

All their eyes widened, unable to comprehend what had happened.

Woosh!

But soon, as if answering their questions, the dust cleared simultaneously.

At the center where the dust vanished.

Kraush and Arsoldar were intersecting.

Arsoldar’s primary weapon was none other than his own body.

His fists, harder than rock, could deform a sword when they clashed with one.

The problem was the speed of such fists.

With a natural reach of over two meters, Arsoldar’s fists moved at a speed that eyes couldn’t follow.
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Those who fought Arsoldar would often say.

It felt like fighting an Erosion Species, not a human.

And now.

Arsoldar’s fierce assault was directed at Kraush.

Bang, bang, bang!

Each time they collided, the explosive sound made previous fights seem laughable.

Each blow possessed the power to shatter a human body.

Glen’s eyes widened.

Arsoldar’s fierce assault was far more intense than before.

It had been only a year.

Even then, he was monstrous, yet now he was much stronger than before.

Every time Arsoldar swung his fist, the wind it generated blew Glen’s hair.

The power was palpable even from this distance.

If he had to take those blows, could he last a minute?
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Even if he chose to evade, the speed left doubt.

But Glen’s shock stemmed from another reason.

In front of Arsoldar’s outstretched fist.

Kraush’s Rain Thunder Prime stood to meet and deflect his punches.

Without a single mistake, every punch was blocked.

As if he could see through the opponent’s movements.

Kraush’s sword unfailingly blocked Arsoldar’s fist.

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The sword face received the extended fist at an angle, diverting all its force.

“What, what is that, can he see everything?”

“…Is he blocking that head-on?”

The bizarre sight left everyone watching in disbelief.

And it was the same for Arsoldar, who was throwing punches.

Before his fist could exert full power, Kraush’s sword filled the space.

If it were just once or twice, it might be considered a coincidence.
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But Kraush was consistently intercepting every attack even amidst the fierce assault.

As if he could read every incoming attack.

‘Was it called a dull sword?’

Though rarely used, Arsoldar wasn’t unaware of the swordsmanship.

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However, Kraush’s swordplay seemed to be a level above such dull sword techniques.

‘Let’s see.’

Arsoldar suddenly halted his outstretched fist.

Instead, the fist opened, blocking Kraush’s view.

An instant feint.

From beneath the feint, Arsoldar’s fist shot up toward Kraush’s chin.

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A feint attack obscuring vision.

Crackle!

At that moment, a short streak of lightning sparked from Kraush.

Clang!

And once more, the extended Rain Thunder Prime blocked Arsoldar’s punch.

Even against an attack that obscured his vision, he reacted without the slightest error.

This was beyond the realm of eyesight.

Kraush undoubtedly possessed reflexive ability to respond to any attack directed at him.

‘If he’s doing this, his nervous system will probably be severely damaged afterward.’

Kraush seemed entirely unconcerned about such things.

‘And the strength to withstand my punches.’

Smoke wafted from Kraush’s lips.

With each moment, Arsoldar felt Kraush was effortlessly enduring his attacks.

The Sky-Thundering Annihilation Kraush had shown before.

Its destructive power was overwhelming enough to make even Arsoldar twitch.

And now, Kraush was definitely increasing his output in real-time beyond that moment.

The sight even made Arsoldar feel strange.

‘To counter every attack aimed at him with reflexes and have output above mine.’

A wry smile appeared on Arsoldar’s lips.

What kind of monster is this?

Simultaneously, a broad smile of satisfaction spread across his face.

Facing such a monster was why he had patiently waited for this match.

‘Fighting against monsters like this is what makes life enjoyable!’

If the other side fought like a monster, then he should become one too.

Arsoldar’s body began to swell more and more.

As he continued to grow, the spectators started feeling something unusual.

“Senior Arsoldar is getting… bigger.”

Many of those present were second-year students.

Thus, those who hadn’t seen Arsoldar’s secret technique before looked bewildered.

In contrast, the first-year students uniformly grimaced.

Each had memories of being defeated by Arsoldar’s secret technique.

The skill, Gigas.

A giantification skill Arsoldar contracted with a god to confront Erosion Species much larger than himself.

In front of such enormity, opponents seemed endlessly weak and small.

“Hahaha!”

Having completed the enlargement, Arsoldar burst out laughing, appearing larger than the training hall’s roof.

“Great! Let’s do more!”

Madman.

Kraush looked at the jubilant Arsoldar with a disgusted expression.

And then, like a meteor falling.

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Arsoldar’s barrage of fists began.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

In an instant, chaos erupted.

The fists, larger than people, unleashed destructive power on a different level than before.

Spectators caught in the barrage of fists scattered in the wind.

Amidst the screams echoing from all around.

Kraush’s figure was obscured by the smoke.

Yet, Kraush was surely moving endlessly within that dust.

Despite Arsoldar’s relentless assault, there was no sensation of contact in his hands.

“Hahaha, hahahaha!”

At that moment, Arsoldar began laughing maniacally.

Arsoldar wasn’t one to launch blind assaults.

He was certainly blocking Kraush’s path and delivering precise attacks.

His innate combat instincts knew well how to corner the opponent.

But even so, there was no tactile response.

Within the dust, Kraush was undoubtedly evading every attack precisely.

“If so, then more!”

In that moment, Arsoldar slammed down his barrage of fists and soared into the air.

Above the shattered arena.

Arsoldar clapped his massive hands together.

In that instant, an additional pair of arms sprouted from his sides, along with the golden halo surrounding his back.

“Not enough!”

But Arsoldar didn’t stop there.

When he clapped again, yet another pair of arms emerged.

Six arms in total extended, pointing at the sky.

Giantification

Six-Handed Ape

Like a god of the sky delivering divine punishment to the humans below.

Arsoldar’s six arms descended mercilessly.

Boom, boom, BOOM!

Everyone who witnessed it gaped.

It was an overwhelming scene, making one question if a human could achieve such a feat.

Before that monstrous rampage, people seemed no more than ants.

“Arsoldar! What are you doing? Stop right now!”

At that moment, a voice rang from outside the arena.

Someone had come running, breathless.

The hero of the commoners, Felray.

He had rushed over upon hearing that Arsoldar was participating in the match.

Because of Arsoldar, the arena was a complete mess.

Felray couldn’t tell who Arsoldar’s opponent was.

He only knew that if he didn’t stop it immediately, it would be a disaster.

Felray drew his sword.

To stop an Arsoldar who had lost his mind, force was the only answer.
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When Felray thought that.

Woosh, BOOM!

With the blaze of black flames erupting from the dust, one of Arsoldar’s created arms went flying.

Watching that sight, everyone dropped their jaws.

Everyone had anticipated Kraush’s defeat upon seeing the spectacle.

But the black flames that surged now undoubtedly belonged to Kraush.

A maniacal grin spread across Arsoldar’s face.

That grin was one of a madman, anyone could tell.

But even more insane than the grinning Arsoldar was someone within the dust.

Kraush’s eyes, tinged red within the dust, slowly gleamed.

“Hey.”

Simultaneously, Kraush exhaled wispy smoke with black flames rising all over his body.

“Recharging is complete.”

Let’s take some hits.

End of Chapter