I Can Copy Curses

Chapter 300: 300. A Conclusion To The Selection

Reilly, using his sword as leverage, stabilized himself and took a few quick steps back. His retreat was short-lived, however, as he suddenly pushed forward with all his might. The ground beneath him cracked under the immense force, but in an instant, those cracks were filled with gold, solidifying the floor and propelling him forward even faster.

Reilly closed the distance between them in a heartbeat, his golden sword gleaming as he swung it toward Orion. But Orion was ready. He raised his own sword to meet the attack, the sound of clashing metal echoing through the hall.

However, something unexpected occurred at the moment of impact. As the swords collided, Reilly's blade seemed to shimmer unnaturally, and within seconds, both swords began to melt. The metal lost its shape, turning into a viscous, golden liquid that clung to Orion's sword.

Orion's eyes widened as he watched the gold rapidly envelop his weapon, creeping up the blade like molten lava. Before he could react, his sword too began to liquefy, merging with the golden substance that had once been Reilly's weapon.

"Heh," Reilly smirked as he took advantage of the moment, driving his fist into Orion's chest with a powerful punch after disarming him.

But Orion was not one to back down. He retaliated instantly, his fist crackling with energy from the Curse of Stormcaller and Cursed Pulse. As their fists collided, a deafening boom echoed through the hall, sending both fighters flying in opposite directions.

Orion quickly regained control, using the wind to stop his momentum and steady himself in mid-air. But when he glanced at his hand—the one that had collided with Reilly's—his expression darkened. His hand had turned into gold, the metallic sheen glinting ominously under the Combat Hall's lights.

There was no time to contemplate the transformation. Reilly was relentless, appearing in front of Orion in a blur and throwing another punch aimed at his head.

Orion reacted on instinct, ducking under the punch and countering with a swift kick to Reilly's gut, enhanced by the Cursed Pulse. The impact sent Reilly crashing across the hall, his body slamming into the wall with a resounding thud.

But before Orion could capitalize on the moment, he noticed something strange—a radiant gold sphere floating where Reilly had been just a moment before.

"Damn!" Orion cursed, realizing too late what was about to happen.

The gold sphere exploded with a violent burst, releasing liquid gold and a dense gold miasma into the air. The golden substance splattered across the hall, and despite Orion's attempt to retreat, some of it managed to stick to him.

As the gold latched onto his skin and clothes, Orion felt an immediate change. His weight suddenly increased, as if he were being crushed under an invisible force. The gold was not just a physical substance; it had an unnatural density, pulling him down with overwhelming force.

Orion tried to shake it off, but even as he summoned a strong gust of wind, the gold remained stubbornly attached to him. The wind passed by his body, yet the liquid gold and miasma clung tightly, refusing to be dislodged.

As Orion struggled under the oppressive weight, Reilly materialized before him, his golden sword gleaming ominously in the dim light. With a swift motion, Reilly swung the sword down at Orion, aiming to finish him off.

Clang!

Orion reacted just in time, catching the blade with his right hand. His fist, already covered in gold from their earlier clash, absorbed the impact. The metal coating had hardened, making it possible for Orion to grasp the sword without injury. But the moment of relief was short-lived.

Orion's eyes widened as he noticed the gold encasing his fist was beginning to spread, creeping up his arm like a living entity. The cold, metallic substance slowly advanced toward his elbow, and with each passing second, he felt the weight on his body intensify. His muscles strained as the added mass threatened to pull him down to the ground.

'It seems I can't drag this battle out any longer.'

Orion thought as he realized that the more he fought with Reilly, the more he was getting pushed into a corner, even though he had been the dominant one in the battle up until now.

"You will be defeated," Reilly said, seeing that the gold covering had reached Orion's entire right hand.

"Not so easily," Orion smiled and used his right hand to create a small green glowing dot. However, just as it was about to condense, Reilly slammed his right hand onto Orion's left hand, using his talent on it too, causing Orion's left hand to be covered in gold as well.

"Who said I needed hands to initiate an attack?" Orion laughed, and at that moment, a green dot condensed between him and Reilly. Suddenly, all the wind began to be sucked toward the green dot, slowly increasing its size. The entire Combat Hall raged with wind as it gathered from all directions toward the green dot.

Reilly frowned when he saw this. But, unfortunately, his hands were busy, and he was too late.

In no time, the green dot expanded to the size of a fist. It turned into a green sphere, where all the winds were being compressed by Orion.

Orion looked at Reilly. "It seems I'll be heading to Dallas Academy."

With those words, he pushed the fist-sized green sphere toward Reilly.

"Goodbye."

The moment the green sphere touched Reilly, he was blasted back like a missile and slammed into a wall far in the distance.

"Ray wins," Nathan announced, shocked. He couldn't believe the number one genius of the Starfire Guild had lost to a new member.

"Ray won!"

"What an intense battle. Until the very end, I couldn't tell who would win."

"I thought Reilly would win for sure, but it seems Ray was a notch above him."

"With Ray and Erza representing the Starfire Guild, our guild will surely make some noise out there."

"Haha, you're right."

The members and spectators watching the selection competition erupted in excitement, surprised that Ray won and thrilled by the battle they had just witnessed.

'I finally got selected.'

Seeing that he won, Orion sighed. The goal for which he had joined the Starfire Guild had now been achieved, but this was just the beginning.

At that moment, Orion suddenly felt the weight on him decreasing. Before he knew it, all the gold covering his body and the gold miasma disappeared, along with the extra weight that had been weighing him down.

'It's gone?'

Orion thought and shrugged before cleaning his clothes with the wind.

"Ray Wiser has won the selection competition and is eligible to go to the Hunters Guild with Erza," Zemiri announced.

She looked at Orion and added, "Ray, pack your belongings. We will be leaving the day after tomorrow." Explore more stories at m,v l'-NovelBin.net

Orion nodded. He had several questions on his mind, which he decided to ask Erza in private later.

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