Skill Creation in the Fantasy World

As soon as the referee announced the start of the match, Felix rushed ahead using both ratio technique and agility burst skill.

His speed increased a lot and several red lines appeared on his opponent, Grashia.

The crowd could only see afterimages of his figure as he ran across the stage holding his short sword.

When Felix reached his opponent, he didn't hesitate and directly slashed his weapon at the indicating weakness of the man.

The shortsword hacked at the man's arms, resulting in a deep wound to take place.

Felix smiled seeing that he had injured his opponent.

'Now that his weakness is dealt with, he won't be able to fight properly the whole match.'

This was what he had wanted to do and also had done in the previous matches.

Once he had attacked his opponent's weakness, then they would be fatally wounded and thus wouldn't be able to exert their maximum effort in fighting.

While he was thinking that he had already wrapped this match around, a gloved hand came flying through the air and hit his stomach before he could react.

"Khuh!"

Felix was dumbfounded finding himself getting punched hard, then flying across the stage, and crashing into the edge of the arena stage.

He spurted out blood from his mouth and felt his ribs hurting all over.

'W-What the hell?'

Raising his head, he saw the giant man cracking his neck and finger letting out popping sounds.

There was a disgusting smile on Grashia's face as he looked down on Felix making him feel terrible.

'How can he be alright after I attacked his weak point? Did it not faze him at all?', he couldn't help but widen his eyes in shock.

The audience was cheering out loud making a lot of noise and those who knew about the cruelty of Grashia had a look of pity on their face, sympathizing with the guy who had to deal with that zombie-like giant.

Henry, Dufus, and the group were feeling the most grieved because they had bet all their money on the Phantom guy, and looking at the match, they knew there was no chance of them winning the bet.

"If only it wasn't that giant he was up against...", Henry lamented with a sigh.

Back on the stage, Felix held his stomach and tried standing up while getting into a stance.

He could not believe his attacks were not having any effect on him, and thus dashed forward again, this time using the skill to increase his speed as the giant was kind of fast even with such a large body.

Reaching him, Felix again slashed his sword at one of the weaknesses near his torso and blood spurted out from there, but the man didn't care at all and again punched him away.

Felix tried again and again but the man remained standing without even frowning as if all those attacks didn't hurt him at all.

A bit tired of attacking and then getting punched by the giant who didn't try blocking and instead just hit back, Felix retreated near the edge of the stage.

Frowning, he pondered what to do about the situation as his opponent casually walked toward him like he didn't notice all the blood escaping from his body at all.

'What the hell is wrong with this guy? Does he not feel any pain at all...'

Felix felt his mind go blank wondering what kind of opponent he had gotten who could not feel pain even after getting attacked at his weak point.

Staring at his opponent coming closer, he rapidly tried thinking of a plan to deal with him.

'What should I do? If I keep on using Agility Burst to attack his weak points then that'll be too much energy-draining, and later I'll be too exhausted to battle.'

Felix kept a distance from Grashia while coming up with a strategy to defeat him.

'If my attacks don't pain him at all, then what am I supposed to do? Create a skill that'll increase pain?', he shook his head as that wouldn't be a good idea and rejected it.

'I should try to save as many skill points as I can, and for that, I should opt to create non-combat skills over combat ones that would cost fewer skill points....'

When his thoughts reached this point, Felix didn't waste any more time and quickly tried coming up with a skill that would help him in this situation.

But it seemed that his opponent had waited enough as he started to rush ahead making his steps spread tremors across the stage.

'Come on think! Think!', he grits his teeth while retreating, and forces his brain to come to a conclusion when his eyes suddenly lit up.

'That's it!'

Felix quickly thought of a skill and called out to the system to create it.

'System create this skill!'

[Affirmative.]

[Processing the skill's power scale....grading the skill....estimating the possible points required.....skill successfully moduled.]

[Ding!]

[Skill Name: Corrosion

Description:

Allows the user to coat his body or weapons with a baleful energy that corrodes and degrades anything that comes into contact with it. The process is very slow and gradual depending on the target.

Cost: 50 Skill Points.]

[Does the host wish to use 50 skill points and create the skill 'Corrosion?]

Felix quickly went through the details of the skills, checking whether it was alright.

Seeing that it was what he wanted, he quickly accepted it.

'Yes create it!'

[Ding!]

[Successfully created a new skill.]

Even though this skill was not the best for the situation, it was what he could come up with in a short amount of time.

Now that he had created a new skill to face his opponent, Felix decided to attack again.

He took a stance and waited for Garshia to reach near him.

Calculating the steps, he quickly dashed ahead using the Agility Burst skill and arrived behind him.

Holding his shortsword tightly, he jumped above and stabbed at the red line that had appeared on Grashia's torso.

"Squelchh!"

The sword entered deep into Grashia's body soaking his clothes with blood but as usual, there was no reaction of pain from him as a slight smile remained on his face.

Looking at his opponent's carefree appearance, Felix raised the corner of his lips into an evil grin and used his new skill.

'Corrosion!'

Suddenly, Felix felt something invisible eject from his body which he controlled and moved to his weapon that remained deep inside Grashia's torso.

"Khuh!"

A pained groan escaped from Grashia's mouth as he quickly turned around in panic and threw a punch.

Felix had already anticipated the attack and thus swiftly backed away taking out his shortsword from his opponent's body.

Feeling a slight discomfort at the back of his body, Grashia frowned and glared at Felix before speaking for the first time in the whole match.

"You...How did you hurt me?", he asked as it was the first time for him feel that kind of pain.

Felix swung his sword shaking off the blood and replied back sarcastically with a smirk.

"With my sword of course."

Grashia's face twisted in anger when he didn't get the answer and he clenched his hands before rushing towards Felix.

"Okay, it's time to end this."