Archaeologists in a Magic Cultivation World

Chapter 10 Student Teacher v.s. Teacher Part 2

"Stop!" Another teacher shouted. They sent their Mana out in the form of a shield to block William's strike. "You have won this match!"

*Kong!* Both strikes with the sword were rebuffed only leaving a slight scratch before shattering. William reared back and struck with his fist ignoring the other teacher who interfered. They would be dealt with after if he was able.

*Kong!* His fist only left a dent on the shield. Cuts spread along with his fist, but the shield's defense was by far a lot weaker than before in retaliation.

"Did you not hear me!?" The teacher jumped into the arena, which was against the rules completely. Already having several black bands around his neck from getting involved in the match so far. "I said for you to stop!"

The referee did nothing the entire time. Trapped between offending a Student-Teacher like William, or offending two Teachers instead.

"You are interfering in an official deathmatch, I suggest you move out of the way." William said loudly. The man did not of course. "Is the referee just going to stand there and not do his job?" A sharp look was all he could spare with two opponents in the ring.

"Well.." The referee had several eyes on him but didn't look to make a decision.

"I said this match is over, so it is over!" The new teacher said. He then felt the killing intent coming from William. "You little monster!" A palm strike went out, forcing William to block with his Body.

*Bam!* The resounding hit sent William tumbling to the other end of the arena. Despite the vicious wounds, he stood up on unsteady feet, staring at the man. A smile on his face as a plan had already come together with increasing black bands amounting on the other two.

A member of the School Board was close by. With a few other teachers having gathered seeing the Life & Death agreement going out beforehand.

"Good to know someone like you can ignore the Kingdom laws and the Akademy is so disloyal!" William sneered as blood leaked out. It was all just a distraction as his swords came down quickly from above. "As a citizen, it gives great honor to stand against rebels such as yourself!"

"You slanderer!" A few understanding how bad this implication would mean for the family cried out. The shouts help to distract Claude and the other teacher in the ring.

'Stupid!' William had to fight his grin from appearing as his made his move. 'Good as time as any!

*Schlick!* The first sword pierced the Body of Claude in the shoulder. Right as he was about to scream the second one went straight into his mouth. Burying to the hilt and cutting his throat in the process.

The entire area became quiet as the watchers stared on in abject horror. William could see a few in the crowd moving out in the crowd. A few spy's he started keeping track of from words said in his class before.

"Claude!" The briefest of chance caused the end of the other. Humiliation was the least of his worries right now.

"Such a shame, really, but at least I cleaned some of the filth out of the Akademy before it poisoned the waterhole so to speak." William clasped his hands together, triggering the final part of the technique. "Detonate!"

*Boom Boom!* Both of the wooden swords blew up. With the Teacher tending to Claude's wounds, it left him slightly vulnerable. Vulnerable enough that the connection allowed damage to the Teacher's Mana Circulation.

"GO!" The seven remaining swords were powered by the rest of his Mental energy to strike. They spun into a close formed drill. Penetration power increases due to the spin and would make it harder to be deflected. "You try to kill me! I won't be satisfied unless I take a chunk of your flesh "rebel" filth!"

"Argh!" Unlike Claude, this Teacher had a strong body. The drill was only able to get in by an inch before he grabbed them from behind. Tightening his hands, slowing them down to a crawl. "A weak attack for a dead man!"

"Heh! Detonate!" William activated the technique again. The explosion wouldn't kill his opponent but at least hurt them enough he would be maimed. 'Odds are this guy has someone he pissed off, and they would be willing to make trouble for him. A slight chance is better than letting him come at me in the intermediate tie!'

*BOOOOMMMM!* The explosion stronger than last only blew off the Teacher's hand and damaged up to the elbow. It counted as a chunk of flesh, so a win to William. With violent damage to future Mana application.

'If I use un orthodox methods and suprise, I have a chance to kill people in a higher realm than me.' Looking at the injured Teacher, he thought about the future of dealing with people who were paying attention or had artifacts to protect them. 'I need to study how to make some Glyph Shields soon.'

"STAND DOWN!" A voice echoed in the surroundings. The Disciplinary Coordinator walked out accompanied by a few other teachers. "THAT MEANS BOTH OF YOU!"

"Humph!" William stood up straight, no longer playing completely weakened. He was out of Mental, and Soul energy, but his Body still was good to go. Enough to bolt in a few directions and cause problems and hopefully not die. "I wonder what cover-up will take place this time?"

As the Referee explained the situation, a Healer checked over the injured Teacher and the very dead Claude. William only received a once-over, but no overall treatment since his Body was fine.

"Teacher Calvin, explain yourself." The Disciplinary Coordinator kept himself in check. His tone was leveled despite the fact the Teacher was in the wrong. "Interrupting an official Death Match and trying to kill a student-teacher at that, what do you have to say for yourself?"

"He provoked my nephew." Calvin was occupied keeping his wound from getting worse. Eyes radiating malice at the thought of crushing the student-teacher for this.

"You are still out of line." A Vice Coordinator stated for show. The man's facial features didn't look to concern with the entire matter.

"The Akademy doe snot need weak teacher's like this, especially if they are losing to student teachers." A Man with a military disposition spoke candidly. He was already upset the 12 seats were unfilled when he arrived. "Sort this matter out and come find me soon."

"Of course Adjudicator Hareem." The Disciplinary Coordinator's voice was respectful, if not forced. "I will find you in the Medical Department correct?" A simple nod was all he received.

His blue tunic was the only odd thing besides his burnt-up face William found odd. The blue tunic with the silver rim noted Nobility but through military achievements. Not to many people like that around the Akademy on a daily basis.

"Guess that is the end of that." A student said from the stands. Very audible, considering none were really talking. "Calvin isn't really getting punished it seems."

"Well, he is the Disciplinary Coordinator's butt buddy." Another student murmured, walking off with his cohort. "They can do whatever they want, despite being rebels of the Kingdom."

"Rebels?" Adjudicator Hareem was far away, but he still heard what was said as he moved. 'I will have my sister look into this matter further, if these children are just spouting nonsense, I will have to find who is responsible for this.'

By the looks of what the students voiced, the situation was going that way.

"Such Discipline, my eyes still remain open at the way the Akademy works." William shrugged. He looked at the students and teachers gathered, speaking clearly to remove doubt. "Most of you were there and saw what happened. Did I not conduct myself as I should?"

The students murmured yes. A few to scared to say anything. One Teacher nodded despite the trouble it would cause.

"Did I not say he could pay for the match instead?" William looked the cowards in the eye, making note of them. "I came out, fought despite being at a disadvantage from training my students. And after I was about to end it, the Rebellious Calvin interrupted, injuring me. The Referee did not do anything as well."

"What?!" A teacher with the group gave the Referee a look of disgust. "You left that part out, it seemed."

The Disciplinary Coordinator frowned at that. The Referees overlapped under his purview and another department.

"Oh, it gets better." William smiled. "I continued to claim my win, and the rebellious Clavin attacked me. Exhausting a lot of my energy. But I claimed my victory in the end." He purposely said the man's name wrong.