All Chapters of The Last Thunder: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

*A/N:Happy New Year.Thank you for being our reader to this chapter. We hope we could give you good chapters this year too. Salam. p.s.The title was meant to be that way. Once again, happy new year! ** Galum shifted his left foot forward and the earth rumbled under Jai’s feet. Jai widened his eyes and sidestepped to the side as a wall of earth jutted upwards in a swift motion.  Jai was sure the big guy didn’t use this earthwall at all in their training yesterday. But that made Jai a little bit proud as a temporary mentor, because Galum didn't show all of his moves even though they're friends.  The ground beneath him rumbled again, but Jai was prepared this time. ‘Alright, let’s dance,’ Jai thought, he was getting excited. Then he side stepped the upcoming earth wall again and later, some spikes ju

Galum was afraid. He wanted to trust what has been offered. But what if that was a trick so that Jai can get back at him later? He didn't actually know the guy before this competition. Galum was just a village boy who travelled to a big kingdom in hope of finding a cure for his parents. It was already a great effort to pass the border, the longest journey he had ever traveled on.Not to mention the concern for his parents' well-being.While earthmates care for each other a lot, and while each family feels a deeper connection to one another...And even though he trusted them to care for his parents... He's still worried."My parents were sick for very long time. And the doctor said their condition almost reached critical... I need to find the cure fast, Darrion."Darrion took a second before he asked, "then... Isn't that just the more reason to accept his help?""Yeah, but-" Galum stopped himself

A young man with olive hair fell to the ground with a groan. The man writhed, turning to his left and clutching his stomach.A crackle roar sounded, tracing back to a fiery napalm which soon dispersed in the air. The dispersing fire revealed a man with violet hair a few meters away. The man had a very tense expression and beads of sweat all over his face. He looked exhausted.The guards signaled the violet haired man to stop his attacks, and the violet haired man bent over and started sucking heavy breaths.After checking the fallen participant, the guard sent a signal to the committee table like the previous battles. And the battle was ended.“Hugo is unable to continue, Mugen wins the battle! And that concludes our semifinals!”The audience cheered loudly.Jai puffed his cheeks and blew his breath slowly. “If what I think will happen is happening next then I have to cheer him

Darrion slapped himself on the cheek to wake himself up. He looked around him to adjust his eyes as he walked to the center of the arena.In his fight with Oki, his head had hit the fountain’s hard marble a few times. Oki had no idea he almost killed Darrion when he submerged the blonde a few times there. Luckily, he reacted in time. But the pain was still throbbing that he let himself pass out on the stretcher when the guard brought him out. He had thought he might've possibly inflicted with brain damage, but he was glad when Nurse Lin said he only had a concussion.‘At least that’s better than dying,’ the blonde said to the nurse, which earned him a slap on the shoulder from the said nurse. He thanked the Ventusien for making his mother return late to the tent. She could flip him if she heard him say something like that.Darrion suddenly flinched as he heard a yell. His attention returned to the arena at once.

"Master of Ceremony, is it possible that I take some of the time to introduce the guests?" His Majesty asked.The MC bowed before he turned his attentions to the committee, then to the participants boxes, giving each a nod as a signal. He then returned to the King, "very well, Your Majesty. The time is yours."Jai saw the King stood up as the MC and his bird went to the side line.He squinted his eyes to see the King's figure. He had not gotten the chance to see the person in the first round, because he could only hear his voice. But now that he saw the King in person, he could see the regal aura emanating from his figure. He looked like a wise middle-aged man."I would like to thank all of you for your participation in this joyous event. As participants, and as the audience."The King's voice was low-pitched. It sounds like heavy rocks falling from a cliff, rumbling, and like the earth, solid. Aside from