Lewd System: Every Scream and Moan is EXP Chapter 294 : KO

The brutal showdown between Jax and Zharina left every soul in the arena too stunned to even blink.

Nearly half an hour had passed in sheer chaos, with both warriors hell-bent on obliterating one another. They spared no brutality, and the savage toll was plain to see. Blood streamed from every body part that had lashed out or taken the impact.

Their fists hung raw and shredded. Each motion of their gauntleted hands sent blood spilling from the relentless barrage of clashes. Shins bore bruises in unnatural hues unfit for the living. Clothes were drenched in crimson—some their own blood, some their foe's—across gear long past its prime, as neither would yield.

Standing upright was a feat for these shattered fighters. Yet amid the carnage, both lunatics savored every brutal instant.

From the instant Jax donned the gauntlet, the audience was riveted to their seats. The ferocious exchanges between these professors revealed to all what genuine power truly meant.

And the buzz centered on Jax. Now viewed as a monster, he matched the academy's top martial arts instructor blow for blow—without wielding his sword skills. He'd completely forsaken his signature style.

Questions swirled endlessly. Why fight this way? Had he concealed his true prowess all along? Was swordplay merely a hobby, while fisticuffs marked his core expertise?

In the stands, Zoraven gnawed his nails to nothing. Beside him, daughter Evangeline remarked, "Father, the winner's about to be clear given their states. Professor Jax looks set to drop first—he's already swaying dizzily."

Zoraven responded tonelessly, stakes of his fortune heavy in the words. "I hope you're right. And that he restrains himself too."

Evangeline arched a brow. "So you buy the rumors about him?"

"No. Idiots all, blind to what that kid truly conceals."

"Conceals?"

"Yeah. Something deadlier than anything I've encountered professionally." He faced her. "Sense his mana. What stands out?"

Evangeline honed in on Jax. "A basic yellow mana aura. Means he's no ordinary mage—with a phase two core."

Zoraven urged, "Look deeper now. Buried in that aura—what's there?"

She focused intensely. Eyes widened in shock. "Why's another mana aura spiking beneath? Impossible—you can't hold two cores. And that hue? Never laid eyes on it."

Zoraven's tone darkened. "That's my worry. It defies all classifications 'cause he's suppressing it hard. Should he unleash it or slip, the arena's crowd would perish from the crushing aura alone. Even leashed, it's grated my senses throughout this brawl with its oppressive force."

She gaped at him. "What in the world is happening?"

"Don't fret. That kid won't turn this into a slaughterhouse. Precisely why he's battling by her rules—grabbing Zharina's artifact over unleashing whatever lurks within."

Evangeline shifted eyes to the arena, pondering. ’How many more shocks, Professor?’

Within Jax's mind, Echidna—whose might everyone mistook for his—delivered nonstop fight analysis, maddening him.

"Here the idiot evades a fist, feints a kick for a punch setup—but flops! Gods, pure bliss watching! Now partner, unleash your—"

Jax inwardly barked. "Shut your damn mouth, you bit—witch. Not helping—just wrecking my focus. Zip it and witness my finish."

Echidna hushed, wounded like a scolded child mid-fun, clueless of her fault. "But I was only..."

Silence fell. Jax scanned his HP.

[HP: 700 / 80,000]

He mused. ’One more strike, and I don’t just lose the match—I forfeit it all.’

A feral grin cracked his bloodied face regardless, and he taunted Zharina. "Evening snack time, dear. Let's end this."

Zharina swore at him and lunged. Jax mirrored. They barreled across the former smooth arena, now a cratered, ravaged battlefield of their joint making.

Fists launched toward one another at the same moment. Yet this time, Jax's gauntleted hand seized Zharina's right fist as hers grabbed his. Locked together once more. Nose to nose. Straining in their mutual clutches.

Zharina squeezed his fist mercilessly, words forced out through gritted teeth. "Just give up already, Professor. We can find a way to sort out the enslavement because I was the one who placed the bet of making you a slave in the first place. That woman doesn’t have the right to it. And if she throws a tantrum about it, I have a solution for that."

Jax responded with his own bloodied smirk. "Don’t worry. I don’t want to be the cause of that much trouble. So I’ll handle it right here and now. By defeating you."

He smashed his forehead into hers.

Foreheads collided with a sharp crack. The divine armor’s aura shielded half her face, but the exposed part took the full force. For a split second, both minds went empty. Senses in chaos. Vision blurring wildly.

Zharina blinked until the world sharpened, spotting Jax's face inches away. Blood-soaked. Grinning fiercely. Eyes fluttering half-shut. Blood gushed from the cut his headbutt had torn across his forehead.

The collision slashed his HP down to 50. He staggered toward collapse. Scarcely on his feet. Gripping Zharina's hand as his sole support to stay upright.

Still, he rasped out, "KO. You lose."

Zharina didn't grasp the term. But before she could question it, a fist slammed into her back. She released Jax, who tumbled to the ground.

She fought to twist around, only to catch a palm strike square in her stomach. Blood sprayed from her mouth as she crashed down beside him.

Bruise Lee appeared—Jax’s summon. Summoned right at the headbutt's instant when both were dazed. He'd concealed the mana cost amid the crash and hidden the summon from Zharina’s briefly disordered senses.

She'd been outmaneuvered. Once again.

They sprawled across the shattered arena floor. Side by side. Two wrecked forms that had pummeled each other into horrors no medical tome would dare depict.

Zharina knew it was finished. Staring up at the sky, she murmured, "You played me again, Professor. You are one unpredictable bastard and fighting you was the greatest fun I have ever had."

She willed her fingers to twitch. They refused.

"But seems like the fun has to end here. My body isn’t responding anymore."

Beside her, Jax strained to flex any muscle. "Too bad for you. Mine is still good as new."

He couldn't even shift his head.

Zharina grinned toward the heavens and spoke. "Do you know why I told you a secret that I haven’t shared with anyone? And do you know that I actually wanted you to win?"

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[A/N: From now on expect two Chapters dropping daily at reset time which is 00:00 GMT! Also the next 2-4 Chapters are going to be really hooking and peak.]