Progenitor Vampire: I Have Many Skills!

Although they seemed friendly with each other, anyone could sense a hostile and strange pressure girding between the contestants.

This match was crucial for Caspian, as it would determine how he should finish Matt off.

Since he failed last time, he does not feel at ease because he senses that his moves might have been discovered. That is why he is trying to find a way to finish Matt off once and for all.

He won't do it in this fight because he knows the directors will kill him, but at least he will try to create an opportunity to use later.

Also, he needs to research Matt's fighting style.

Those were the thoughts Caspian had, so he would take this fight seriously.

While for Matt...

'Heh, you little bastard. You think you're such a big deal, and you think our forces are evenly matched as they were a while back. That being the case, let me prove to you that our capabilities will never be matched again.' Matt thought, smiling.

This combat, for him, was nothing but fun.

After all, he had already far surpassed Caspian's power.

And even if he could hide his strength so that this guy would remain confident, that wouldn't do any good.

At the end of it all, he will have to fight third-year students who will possibly make him show his full strength if he wants to win the chance to investigate in that library, so hiding the power is pointless. Caspian will know it sooner or later.

'And what better that you should know and experience it in your own flesh? Let me make you suffer for a while and make you despair, Caspian White.' Matt thought and ran at high speed towards Caspian, startling him by the sudden burst of vampiric power in Matt's body.

Caspian felt his legs tremble slightly at the sight of this, 'How is this possible!?' He thought in shock after feeling that powerful pressure girding over his head.

'How could he be so strong!?'

Caspian quickly stopped thinking nonsense and moved his weapon at high speed towards Matt to strike him. But it wasn't a thought-out attack; he did it on impulse.

So Matt's weapon easily parried the attack, and Caspian's sword shot out of his hands until it fell far into the sand.

The impact even broke a few bones in his wrist, but that was just the beginning of his little nightmare.

He soon felt intense pain in his body as Matt hit him four times in four different places and then kicked him hard in the stomach, which sent him flying backward.

In the end, he rolled on the ground as the pain in his body increased and the blood flowing out of his body increased.

He rolled around on the ground so many times that when he finally stopped, he was on the edge of the sand, about to fall to the other side, with one hand outstretched on the ground, holding tightly to the sand and the other floating.

Even his ability to think was flawed at the moment; the pain in his body was telling him it wasn't right, but his mind was insisting that he should stand up and murder this bastard once and for all.

'How could he be that strong!??' He thought again in shock and forced himself to stand up to face this guy.

He didn't even think twice before pulling out one of his many poisoned weapons.

'I must kill him; he's too dangerous!' He thought urgently and looked up, but could only see a slightly sinister smile a few steps away from him...

"Buagh...!" A large amount of blood came out of his mouth then, as a fist hit him in the stomach and sent him flying backward.

'How...' He thought in shock as he stared at Matt.

'I've certainly become strong... I've been training hard all this time, ever since I saw that I had a rival! Then how is it possible for him to be so powerful!!? IT'S IMPOSSIBLE!!!' He shouted internally, trying to convince himself that what he was experiencing and witnessing was a lie.

'It must be a dream!' He screamed inwardly again but soon felt an intense pain in his body as he hit the ground beneath the sand.

The shock in his heart and mind intensified in that instant.

'Impossible...' He thought to himself...

Matt smiled at this and returned to his place.

'Too bad I can't assassinate him... There he was so vulnerable...' Matt thought but shook his head at his thoughts.

Although he had noticed that Caspian had become strong, it was nothing to praise him about.

When they first met, Caspian had more strength than he did. But right now...

'Even Isla almost caught up to him in strength... Could it be because he hasn't exerted himself to increase his strength? Or is it that my vampirism is that good?' He thought and frowned after thinking so.

'Although if that were the case, did Isla's strength increase from training with me? Do I have some strange ability that I haven't noticed?' He thought and frowned.

It was a lot of things that could be, now that he thought it through. Naturally, he understands that his vampirism is better than the rest, and he has seen his increased power firsthand, so the fact that he now surpasses Caspian by so much power is normal.

But Isla almost caught up with Caspian in terms of power, and she had just over 2,500 power when they first formed a group. If all vampirisms were equal, then Isla would have had to have trained more than Caspian for that to be the case or simply used higher-quality resources.

Both options are viable, as Matt occasionally shares the blood he consumes with Isla to help her. But, if he thinks about it carefully, even with that probability, Isla's power increase is more than it should be.

'...Well, if Caspian doesn't use high-level blood in his training, maybe it could be the case that Isla increases her power more than he does without requiring external things... But my calculations are still off, even then.' He thought.

'Alice also told me that she seemed to improve her power more when she trained with me... Could it be that I really have something like that?' He thought, but in the end, he sighed.

'I'd better stop thinking nonsense.' He said to himself and looked towards the referee, who was in shock when he saw that a contestant had been shot down in an instant and was now being attended to by the medical center.

'Is there such a big disparity between the two leaders of the same hall?' He thought to himself in shock and looked towards the fighting arena of the third leader of that hall, who was still fighting arduously...