I Became A Zompirewolf Chapter 112 - Training Session (3)

Chapter 112 - Training Session (3)

However, before either the bald guy or Ashton could make any moves, Amaira jumped in between them and literally threw them back to their teams.
Although she would have enjoyed seeing the seniors wreck Ashton, it had to be done in a permitted environment and she could not give permission to them to do as they pleased.
She simply could not have two brain dead fools mess around her class. She had already been given a warning by the Director to control the environment of her class. Thus could not let the two of them fight amongst themselves before the match officially began.
"Both of you morons, stay in your corners until I say otherwise!" She roared as veins bulged out of her head and face. Her face also visibly turned red which was fun to see.
On the other hand, her frail self was nowhere to be seen and she was back to being the muscular Amaira like she was before. However, her form lasted only for a minute before she turned back into her weak self.
'Giantification sure is a cool ability to have.' Ashton thought the moment he recovered from Amaira's violent throw, 'Someday, I'll make that skill mine for sure!'
However, that day would take a while to arrive. For now, Ashton had to focus on the three musketeers in front of him. But before he could do that, Amaira started berating the baldie and him for disregarding the rules.
Which to be honest, Ashton had completely forgotten about, in his executing his pre-planned phase before facing the seniors. As much as Amaira wanted to whoop both of their asses for disregarding her, she was not in a state to do so. So she reprimanded both of them and stepped out of their way.
"Just like before, you will have a minute to come up with strategies or whatever," Amaira reiterated the rules, "After the minute had passed, I'll blow the whistle and then you'll begin. Is it clear to you fcking brain dead dogs!?"
"Yes, professor!"
A moment later, Anna turned towards Ashton with a blank expression on her face. It appeared Amaira wasn't the only one who was pissed by his sudden urge to fight the senior head-on.
"Before you start berating me for nothing, look there." Ashton nodded his head towards the bald guy who appeared to be furious as his teammates desperately tried to calm him down.
It took Anna a moment to realise why Ashton wanted her to look at the bald guy. But Nikki beat her to it and mumbled the reason in her shy voice.
"Y-You intentionally made him a-angry?"
"Yup. A cheap trick, but it should be enough to throw him and his teammates off-guard." Ashton smiled confidently.
He didn't simply jump into a fight because he felt like it. It was a calculated move. There was no way in hell, facing the three seniors head-on when they were calm and collected would have ended in their victory.
The seniors would have easily wiped the stage with the first years as mops and brooms. Even with Ashton's cheat genes and abilities, there was no way they were going to win unless Ashton used his gears. Hence Ashton made his move before anyone could realise what he was doing.
Most of the bald people were self-conscious about their hair. At least the oldies living in the enclosure were like that. That's why Ashton decided to use the obvious source of displeasure to provoke the senior.
This way Ashton was successfully able to ruin the baldie's calm state of mind, forcing him to throw a fit in rage. As a result, the other two seniors also had to focus their attention on calming their friend down rather than focusing on preparing for the match ahead.
It wasn't an honourable thing to do, but meh, honour was the last thing on Ashton's mind ever since he became a Zompirewolf.
"How do you suggest we go about it?" Although Anna's voice was as emotionless as before, Ashton could sense that she was a bit worried after seeing their opponents, "They might be disturbed for now, but they still have more experience in fighting than us."
"Do they now?" Ashton gave Anna a very suggestive look.
But that look disappeared a moment later. He did not want her to think he knew something that he shouldn't have. She did not know it but Ashton was well aware of her secret identity as 'Bella'. Also, from the one fight they had, Ashton already knew Anna was quite a fighter and should be able to hold her own weight if all went according to his plan.
"Well, since we are allowed to use weapons, I assume we are also allowed to use armours." Ashton continued the conversation and quickly dawned on the Nemean Hide, along with the bone whip.
Those were the two items he got during the trial exam. Still, seeing those shiny gears together made a lot of students a bit jealous. Both first years and second years. They might have been their seniors in terms of experience, but when it came to weapons and gears, Ashton surpassed them easily.
"I'll handle two of them, in the meantime, I hope you two can take care of the third one." Ashton mumbled while swinging his whip around like a pro, "But, try not to unnecessarily extend the fight. I might be able to stall the seniors for a while, but there's no way I'll be able to defeat both of them on my own."
"Got it," Anna replied and took a magic staff out of her inventory.
As for Nikki, well, she had a yellow blessing and was apt in using supporter spells than in frontline combat. Hence she stayed behind all of them. Ashton got in front while Anna stood between the two of them. Their battle line wasn't perfect but well, it was better than what most of the first years had come up with.
"Both teams ready?" Amaira asked them as the preparation time was over, "Then fight!"
The moment Amaira blew the whistle, Ashton charged in like a battle-hungry werewolf. The second years were surprised by his fearless charge, but a moment later, they ended up getting even more surprised by the skill Ashton used.
"Aggravate!"