Godlike Player in a Game-Like World

\'\'Haha, I got them. Wow, these look great…  Hm? \'\'

He opened his mouth wide to express his happiness when he abruptly heard a crackling sound above his head.

\'\'You\'ve got to be kidding, right?\'\'

*BAMMM*

Unexpectedly, a chunk of the rock that was on top of the young man broke off and landed on him.

\'\'Oh, no.\'\' What kind of misfortune is this? \'\' The man rushed to the falling rock and attempted to save the young man, but when he noticed the light beams emerging from beneath the rock, he realized the boy had already died.

\'\'How can this happen? \'\'

The man appeared surprised and upset. He sighed and said as he turned to face Raydon. "In matches, all kinds of unforeseen things can occur. "

Without ceasing to smile, Raydon replied, "Absolutely, but I don\'t think this was something unforeseen. "

\'\'What do you mean? \'\' The man asked while frowning. He grew annoyed by Raydon\'s smile.

Raydon repeated, "I\'m saying you\'re the reason they\'re all dead. "

The man\'s brows creased even deeper. He said with a slightly irritated tone as wrinkles started to form on his forehead. \'\'Are you aware of what that means, young man? Are you saying that I killed my teammates? You are aware of how serious this accusation is, right? You can really piss me off with this. \'\'

He seemed to grow angrier the more he spoke. His gentlemanly demeanor ultimately vanished into thin air. His anger at Raydon\'s accusation was intense.

Any participant in the match could have been a young master from a big family. It could be very risky to kill a teammate during a match, especially if that teammate was the young master of a big family. After all, the family of the victim could seek compensation from the killer in order to protect their reputation.

When the man realized Raydon wasn\'t responding and was still grinning, he became enraged and began shouting.

\'\'Are you insane? That idiot with the glasses, who couldn\'t even see past his nose, went and killed his teammate by accident. The girl, whose blond hair shone like a lighthouse under the sun and who was more concerned with her appearance than her item skills, was killed by the region boss. And by a stroke of bad luck, this moron perished beneath a falling stone. How was it possible for me to do all of this? \'\'

The shouting had left the man gasping for air.

Raydon said as he pulled his shortsword out of his dimensional storage, "Heh, yes you killed them all because none of what you said  really happened. \'\'

The moment he heard what Raydon was saying, the man stiffened. He spoke while his face went white. \'\'What are you talking about? Do you have a mental illness? Everything took place in front of your very eyes. \'\'

"I am in good health and am quite conscious. I appreciate you thinking of me. However, as I previously stated, none of this occurred. In fact, since the match began, none of us have even moved from our positions,\'\' Raydon said with a smile as he looked at the man\'s face.

The man\'s face now appeared to be completely white, and he began to break out in a cold sweat. With his voice quivering and his body shaking, he said. \'\'How did you understand?  This is a blue-grade item. It should have been impossible for you to remove the effects of the skill. \'\'

\'\'You don\'t need to know how I did it. \'\' After saying this, Raydon swung his sword at the man.

\'\'Damn you. \'\' The man cursed and used his cane to block the approaching sword.

\'\'A level 1 loser is attacking me, like a joke. Haha, \'\' The man blocked Raydon\'s sword, jumped back, and then lunged at him.

Raydon twisted his body a little to the side to dodge the cane that was coming at him at a straight angle.

\'\'I got you. \'\' The man grinned as he pointed his other hand at Raydon and used his other skill after observing that he narrowly avoided his cane.

\'\'Confusion. \'\'

The man\'s hand sent out a strange wave of air that rushed quickly in the direction of Raydon\'s head. However, Raydon was ready for this because his free hand was already waiting to go on the defensive, indicating that he must have been waiting for the man\'s next attack.

As he positioned his hand to stop the wave, Raydon uttered the following.

\'\'Reflect. \'\'

A blue shield appeared in front of Raydon\'s hand as he used his skill; the airwave hit the shield and returned to the man at the same speed.

\'\'Shi…\'\' The man immediately reacted to Raydon\'s move and attempted to avoid it, but due to the close proximity and lack of time, he was unsuccessful and the airwave silently crashed into his head.

The impact of this attack briefly caused the man\'s eyes to lose focus, and he staggered. However, he quickly recovered and started to move backward.

\'\'Hook. \'\'

However, Raydon had already used his second skill before the man could flee. Raydon\'s hook snaked around the man\'s waist, preventing him from retreating.

\'\'Fire Kick.\'\'

Raydon immediately applied his third skill and delivered a direct kick to the man\'s stomach without giving him a chance to react.

*BAM*

Raydon kicked the man with such force that the pitch-black fire from it slammed into his stomach and spread all around.

Despite being briefly startled by the black flames, Raydon refocused on the battle and used the hook to pull the man who had been thrown backward back to himself while this time throwing a spinning kick.

\'He is quite tough, \' Raydon thought.

Without giving the man a chance to respond, the third kick to the head was delivered while he was still recovering from the second.

The combo attacks Raydon used on him left the man completely defenseless. He couldn\'t even think clearly due to the repeated blows he was taking, let alone use his skills.

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