Werewolves are classified as an elite race... which explains how strong they are. Their monstrous strength and reflexes say it all... they can easily defeat humans and other races of the same tier... but what made Quinn curious is how it became a slave... but that’s not his problem now.

Quinn’s grin didn’t fade, it became wider...

’Now let’s test this strength that I’ve got!... Fucking werewolf!!!’ He shouted internally, wanting to test the limit of his current strength.

"Let’s go" Quinn muttered, twisting his wrist... then moved...

FWOOSH!!

Fang lashed his body with all his might, causing the sands beneath his feet to crumble and shatter from every possible angle and direction..

Quinn didn’t wait and launched his body too... he wanted to test the strength of the true elite... and this is the best chance to gauge that out!

His body blurred forward, feet digging into the sand as he closed the distance in a blink intercepting Fang’s momentum...

Fang’s eyes sharpened.

"Too slow..." Before he could finish speaking, a deafening sound was unleashed!

WHAM!!

Quinn’s fist slammed into Fang’s ribs, forcing Fang to buckle. The impact boomed like a drum, air bursting from Fang’s lungs... and that all happened in just a moment- a blink.

But the werewolf didn’t move far; instead, Fang smiled...a savage smile, recognising a good opponent.

"Now that’s more like it!" Fang growled a celebration for a new experimental insect being found.

BAM!

Fang retaliated instantly, his elbow crashing down toward Quinn’s shoulder.

Fwossh!!!

Quinn raised his arm, forcing it to block the heavy blow...

CRACK!!

The force drove him half a step into the ground, sand exploding beneath his feet.

Not waiting to get beaten black and blue, Quinn pivoted his body, regaining his balance as his body spun low...

SWEEP!! Fwossh!!!

A spinning leg cut through the air, aiming to decapitate Fang’s legs.

But Fang leapt, evading the spinning kick executed by Quinn... too fast that the whole thing happened within a blink.

While in mid-air, Fang twisted his body like a beast unleashed, unleashing all his strength.

BOOM!!

A downward kick hammered toward Quinn’s head. He barely crossed both arms, like a bastion that refused to buckle... Yet the blow still hurt like hell...

Bam!!!

’Fuck... this shit is strong!!’ Quinn could only curse internally... that blowcursey hurts like hell.

The impact sent him sliding back several meters, carving two deep trails in the sand.

"Yeah... this is what I wanted." Quinn exhaled, shaking his hands.

What’s the best way of gaining experience?! Absolutely fighting a strong opponents!

"Heh... you are strong for an insect..." Fang landed lightly, claws digging into the ground.

Quinn didn’t answer, but his mind kept mocking...

’Heh... confident huh, I’m only tier 1 yet you can’t even defeat me....dreaming, you fool.’

He dashed again, sprinting without stopping, but this time... his rusted sword gleamed, wanting to unleash it’s might!

SHING!!

A horizontal slash tore through the air, though Fang stepped forward instead of backing!

CLANG!!

His blood coated claws collided directly with the blade. Sparks erupted from the claws and the sword...

The thunderous sound rang like metal smashing against metal!

Quinn’s eyes gleamed even more...

’Keen Eyes...’ Then he activated the skill he got from Lyra... 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Fang pushed forward, not willing to be pushed backwards.

BOOM!!

Raw strength forced Quinn backward mid clash...but Quinn twisted his body midair.

Using the momentum, he pushed forward... wanting to sever its head... He rotated and shhhhhh...

SLASH!!

A reverse spinning strike cut toward Fang’s neck.

Fang ducked barely... The blade grazed his cheek, and a thin line of blood appeared.

Fang’s easy going smile had already faded...even though he is just a weak werewolf, a loser compared to the real packs...that doesn’t mean he wasn’t gifted from birth.

Werewolves are originally much stronger than lesser ones... and last but not least, he is a Tier 3, for God’s sake! While the insect in front of him is just Tier 1! A fucking Novice rank!

Yet, the insect standing before him is still standing strong without buckling even a bit...that’s definitely not normal!

While Fang is confused about how the shit turned out like this...

Fang then touched his cheek, looking at the blood flowing...his mind still in turmoil, but that didn’t hinder his decision making...

The ground cracked beneath him.

BOOOOM!!

He vanished, moving so fast that Quinn’s instincts screamed- but he was too late...

WHAM!!

A punch slammed into his gut from the side.

His body folded before being launched across the battlefield like a ragdoll...

But...before he even hit the ground, Quinn twisted mid-air, landed on one knee, and kicked off again!

FWOOSH!!

Back into the fight as if nothing happened!!

Fang was already there, spreading his arms while bending his legs...another savage bout!!!

BAM!! BAM!! BAM!!

Fists and blades collided in a storm... punches straight to the gut, then to the chest... blocking with arms, sweeping kicks, dodges, spins- every strike that could land was executed. Blow after blow after blow, an endless barrage of attacks!

Each exchange faster than the last...

The face of Fang is grim...He is losing to an insect... that’s the only conclusion he can make, he can’t defeat Quinn no matter how strong his blow...because Quinn’s also given back a much stronger blow everytime they made a contact... though his body is looking good outside, the inside said otherwise...

’ How this fucking insect became so strong....’ Those thoughts keep running in his mind...

Even the hosts opens his mouth hung...not speaking a single word...even the whole colosseum stayed silent for a bit...

They freaking didn’t expect that a tier 1 human can fight toe to toe with a fucking true Elite!!

That kind of thing is definitely rare!! And that only happens to High Races and those monstrous prodigies!! Those beings are born monsters! But what they are seeing now is a fucking slave! An insect!

How could that possibly happened!