My Hermes System

Chapter 19: How to Fight

'I worked too hard just to be in 2nd place!'

Beatrice still had her arms stretched as she looked at the javelin that landed 210 meters away. Although it quickly lost its momentum once the wind that surrounded it was gone, it still pierced the ground enough for it to be firmly stuck.

The whispers of the students started to reach Beatrice's ears as she steadily calmed herself down, a satisfied smile slightly painting her face.

"Good work, fish!", Mr. Jacobs approached her with a thumbs up, "I don't think anyone can top that this year. Looks like I am the boss again this year!", Mr. Jacobs then laughed as he beckoned the next student to move to the designated box.

"That was awesome, Bea!", Harvey clapped his hand as soon as Beatrice returned to the stands.

"Thanks", Beatrice fixed her glasses as she nodded towards Harvey. She then looked at Van from afar, who was also looking in her direction, clapping his hands.

And as expected, the students who came after Beatrice could not beat her record. The only one that came close was also an Enhancer-type System Holder at 196m. It was the red-haired boy from Mr. Lang's class.

'Finally, 1st place!', Beatrice let out a sigh of relief as she rolled her fist.

Harvey, while shouting, "Omega Planet Destroying Fist!", scored the lowest at 16m. Perhaps it was probably not the best time for him to discover that punching a javelin by its tail was not a good idea. Now he was beside Van, getting treatment from Healer Agnes during the break.

"Kakaka! Did you see that?", Harvey laughed, "I swear if I didn't slip, it would have gone through the wall!"

"I… I see", Van could only slide away as Harvey tried to tap his shoulders.

'But you didn't slip though', was the collective thought of all the people who heard him.

"Don't move too much!"

"S...sorry", Harvey instantly quieted down as he got a scolding from healer Agnes.

"What made you think doing that is a good idea?", Beatrice, who was focusing on recovering her mana, couldn't help but look at Harvey with raised eyebrows.

"Because it looked cool", Harvey said without any trace of hesitation on his face, "A man should always do everything in style"

"It put you in the last place though", Beatrice shook her head as she sighed.

"Pft", Harvey snorted as he heard Beatrice's words, "Who cares about the rankings when you have style. But...", he said as he flexed his muscles and stood on the bleachers.

Healer Agnes could only groan in frustration as she followed him up as she still was not done in healing his hand.

"Using my Supreme Fists…", Harvey then said as he passionately raised his fist in the air, "...I will show you how I will redeem myself by dominating the next game!"

Harvey's eyes were full of fire as he gripped his fist tight. However…

"You can't participate in the next game", healer Agnes said as she released a slight chuckle through her nose, "I am still not done in healing your hand".

The damage on Harvey's hand was nothing to scoff at. The tail of the javelin slid on the back of his hand, tearing skin and flesh apart. It honestly made healer Agnes bewildered as to why Harvey does not even flinch or show any signs of pain on his face from this wound.