The Cheat Seed

"MARCUSSS!!"

The commentator bellowed through his microphone. 

Marcus nodded as soon as he heard his name echo throughout the huge arena. His steps were slow as he enjoyed the atmosphere with the crowd there to cheer. Cheer? Most of them were booing at him whereas some didn't even look at him. 

He was just 5 meters away when he saw Gabriel look at him sharply. He was examining Marcus.

He was still masked, so Gabriel hadn't yet seen his face. Marcus was also pretty sure that he was in his attire only one time in the school that day, UNMASKED.

But he was also pretty much confirmed that Gabriel hadn't yet recognized him. Even though the black sleeves didn't stand out that much, but it gave an entirely different look to his high ranking attire. 

Gabriel was anyways the type to ignore people he thinks is unworthy of his priceless attention and the people who gets his so called attention are mostly rich people who has a higher status than the others in the society. 

Marcus slowly took his time and stepped on the elevated ring. The Ring was huge and was almost the size of the arena. Of course there were boundary lines. 

The Floor was made of tough material that even a Monarch Seed would struggle to break through. That was two years ago!. Now the floor he stood on looked like it wouldn't even break from a Legendary Revoker's attack. 

But Of course, It was Nothing to him......

Marcus thought of remaining masked until it was the time to reveal himself. He thought about the comics he read and nodded as he remembered Main characters usually did that. 

Marcus took his place around the middle, ignoring his enemy and stood still, he waited for the referee's call. 

He could feel Gabriel eyeing at him from the other side. It felt a bit annoying to him. 

"STOP EYEING ME, PERVERT" 

Marcus shouted inside Gabriel's mind making him stumble back a bit. 

A small snicker left his mouth as Marcus tried to control the urge to laugh at the poor, frightened Gabriel. 

Slowly moving his head, Marcus looked at the Green haired King's son. He was glaring at him, as if he knew it was Marcus who shouted inside him. 

Gabriel might have straight on attacked Marcus if the Referee hadn't arrived on time. It was a Man on his late fifties, his hairline had almost receded back to the middle. His pale forehead gleamed when the evening sun hit and bounced off. The Referee had a whistle around his collars and he was spectacled. 

The Costume was a common referee attire with black and white striped T shirt and black pants. His shirt had a pocket which probably contained a wireless communication set which would help in emergency situations. 

Marcus nodded and smiled wide while he thought to himself. 

"You'll need that Wireless headset ref"

.........   

hand halfheartedly and rubbed it on a handkerchief which he took from his pant as soon as

being the one to referee his match. The referee looked at him sympathetically as if he thought

handle it, please surrender, your life is more

to him, bending over his shoulders as Marcus was bowing down, shaking

looked up at the referee and grinned inside his mask.

inform the meds

lot of sarcasm that even the

to the centre. He raised his hand and motioned it

"Are you ready?"

"Yea..Tch"

annoyed reply.

referee turned towards the

"Are you ready?"

"Yes sir!"

saw the referee raise his hands towards the two young

ready as they'll ever be. The Duel we have all

mic and paused. The entire

reminisced back to the time

BEEN PRACTICED FROM CENTURIES

AND THE COMMENTATOR ALL GOES

had raised his hand towards the sky, which

"HAS BEGUN!!!!!"

screamed and the crowd's insane cheers boomed around the stadium as soon as

when Marcus was enjoying the screams echoing throughout the

solidified water when Gabriel punched Marcus straight on his stomach. With a cough, Marcus blasted 10 meters back due to the

laughing

survive that...Field dust!!...That was my weakest attack

Instead stood straight again and didn't move. Gabriel accelerated his legs, booming through the floor as a wrecking machine as he sped

his opponent's body in a frenzy and Marcus's body thumped and vibrated as he recieved

and picked up Marcus, slammed his body directly opposite to how he stood. The tough materialized floor

back out of the crater and eyed the referee. He was pretty sure he had won. The referee ran towards a

ground by the referee and

challenger doesn't keeps his hand in the air in those three turns, then the challenger will be

held it in the air. If his hand fell down now, then the match was over. The Crowd was

son's hand the third time. The king beside him was laughing like a maniac at

have messed with me, now look at your

their Fallen