God's Slave: Reincarnated Into an Academy of Heavenly Descendants

Two heads slammed onto the cold, hard arena as Nolan made sure both he and the young man crashed headfirst into the ground.

He managed to mitigate the damage by placing his hand on the floor at the last second, while the young man, caught off guard, slammed his head first into the ground, becoming stuck with his head buried deep in the battlestage.

Nolan simply rolled on the ground a couple of times before rising back up to his feet.

He turned to look at the young man, who was upside down with his head buried deep in the ground, and he shrugged helplessly before deciding to get off the battle stage where they had crashed.

But he had not moved much when he felt a blast of air from behind.

He turned back to the figure, only to find that the young man was no longer in the pit. Instead, what stood ten meters away from Nolan was a strange purple demon.

The demon's body was covered in bulging veins, his strange, chaotic body straining against his clothes, and a sinister smile stretched across his face.

The devil had crimson-colored hair, like that of blood, and his skin, which was formerly white like Nolan's, had turned a strange purple color.

The air around him quivered with strange power.

It was as if the person before him had completely transformed into another entity, yet Nolan knew it was still the figure he had crashed into.

"TELL MEEE!" The demon growled demonically, clenching his fists as he crouched on the ground, a sick, sinister smile flashing toward Nolan.

"How do you want to die?!" he asked in an unnervingly deep tone, drawing a raised eyebrow from Nolan.

He had no understanding of how the young man had changed from a formerly gentle-looking person to a devilish creature, and now he was joking to kill him after they had fallen together.

[He is not joking. And he is just as strong as you, if not even more!] The system warned gravely.

But Nolan had yet to come to terms with the words when a powerful blast of air slammed onto his face, lifting him off the ground, and then...

BOOOOOOOOM!

A powerful shockwave erupted forth as the fist landed on his stomach, causing Nolan's back to arch upwards.

Before he could react, he was sent soaring through the air with incredible speed, his eyes flashing in shock as he tasted iron in his mouth.

He had been injured with a single punch!

In the next instant, the ground beneath the devil crumbled to pieces, and he appeared above Nolan instantly, his devilish leg coated in bulging purple veins slamming down on his head.

BAAAAANG!

Nolan soared downward with greater speed, smashing onto the battle stage, carving out a giant crater before remaining motionless.

BAAAAANG!

Roughly, the demon's leg landed on the ground as he looked at the unconscious Nolan before clicking his tongue in annoyance.

In the next instant, the malevolence on his body retreated, and once more, he regained his natural gentlemanly form, his crimson eyes staring at Nolan in disgust before turning his back.

"Weakling!" he spat out as he moved to step out of the battle stage.

RUSTLE!

In the next instant, the air rustled behind Adrian, and he turned his head.

His face changed massively when he felt the back of a hand rapidly magnifying before his cheek.

BAAAAM

Blood splattered out with speed, as he was sent spinning uncontrollably in the air.

For ten seconds straight, he kept rolling before finally smashing into the farthest wall of the training room, digging a man-made crater that housed his motionless body.

"Not done yet?" Nolan whispered in irritation as his gaze settled on the dark hole in the crater.

He could still sense the red eyes staring at him through the hole, with an intense murderous intent.

In the next instant, a flash of red light burst forth from where the young man crashed into as Adrian flashed forward with speed, traversing meters in a single step.

He appeared before Nolan, his punch smashing out toward his face.

This time, Nolan was more than prepared as he raised his hands and caught the fist in his palm.

THUMP!

In that instant, the intense power faded away when it slammed on Nolan's palm.

Nolan bent his head to look at the young man, who had an expression of shock on his face.

Then, the entire world whirled around in a 360-degree spin as Nolan lifted him off his feet using his own arm and then...

BAAAAAAAAANG!

The ground gave way, yet when Nolan expected the young man to be smashed into it, he was able to twist himself up at the last second, landing with his feet instead.

Quickly, he smashed out with his left fist toward Nolan's ribs, but it met with nothing as Nolan slightly shifted to the side, blocking the young man's blow.

Then he kicked forth.

WHISTLE!

The air in the path of his legs rustled from the power inching toward the young man's ribs, but it also met with nothing as the young man appeared ten meters away from Nolan, who slowly put down his legs.

"Who are you?" Adrian asked Nolan with furrowed eyebrows, and Nolan couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at the strange question.

Of course, everyone knew he was Nolan, the trash of the academy, yet the young man seemed to have a problem recognizing him.

"Nolan..."

"Nolan? Nolan? Oh, Nolan!!!, the trash of the academy?" the young man asked, as Nolan snorted before turning his back and walking off.

But he had yet to take five steps before he began feeling the ground beneath him rumbling, and he turned his head to the side, his cold, indifferent eyes staring straight into the young man's crimson red eyes.

"If we really start, there will be no coming back." Nolan warned gravely.

He was starting to get tired of this stupid squirmish as came here to do something more important.