My Pervert Sytem

Leon let out a soft tired sigh and smoothly stood up from his velvet chair casually unbuttoning the front of his pristine dark suit jacket.

He offered Seraphina a devastating confident smirk before walking slowly toward the arena stairs.

The grand ballroom fell into a heavy suffocating silence as Leon casually descended the white stone stairs entering the deeply sunken fighting pit.

He did not draw his colossal star iron greatsword choosing instead to let the massive dark weapon rest comfortably against his broad back.

He walked with a slow predatory grace radiating a calm magnetic confidence that deeply unsettled the seasoned imperial knights watching from the high balconies.

The hulking Vane champion sneered viciously tightly gripping the leather hilts of his glowing crystal hammers. He was heavily saturated in dense earth mana causing the very air around his massive body to visibly warp and distort under the extreme magical pressure.

"You should have stayed in the wilderness boy," the brute mocked loudly his voice echoing off the indestructible white starstone walls. "I am going to shatter every single bone in your body and then use your broken skull as a drinking cup."

Leon stopped roughly twenty feet away from the towering earth mage resting his hands casually in his trouser pockets. He utilized his active Danger Intuition rapidly calculating the brute’s heavily telegraphed combat stance and realizing the man relied purely on overwhelming magical force rather than refined martial technique.

"You talk far too much for a man holding two oversized glass toys," Leon replied smoothly his deep voice carrying a dark chilling weight that instantly banished the brute’s arrogant smile.

The Chamberlain standing safely behind the reinforced magical barrier surrounding the pit swiftly dropped his hand signaling the official start of the bloody duel.

The Vane champion roared in pure violent fury aggressively channeling his Tier Four core to cast a high speed earth propulsion spell.

He violently launched his massive frame forward covering the twenty foot gap in a single blinding second.

He swung the heavy right crystal hammer in a devastating horizontal arc aiming directly for Leon’s ribcage intending to crush the magicless servant into a bloody pulp on the very first strike.

Leon did not attempt to dodge the lethal blow.

He blurred into motion utilizing a tiny fraction of his staggering two hundred and thirty five points of Agility smoothly raising his left hand to intercept the massive glowing weapon.

He activated his newly acquired Kinetic Redirection skill aggressively flooding his muscular arm with dense raw mana.

The colossal crystal hammer slammed heavily into his open palm generating a massive concussive shockwave that violently cracked the indestructible starstone beneath their feet.

The wealthy nobles in the crowd gasped loudly fully expecting the servant’s arm to violently explode into a shower of gore.

Instead Leon stood perfectly still his heavy leather boots firmly planted in the shattered stone. He had flawlessly caught the massive high tier strike barehanded actively absorbing and redirecting the immense kinetic force directly into the floor.

The hulking brute stared at the rugged handsome face hovering mere inches from his own his eyes wide with sheer unadulterated terror.

He tried desperately to pull his weapon back but Leon’s iron grip held the glowing hammer securely in place locking the massive brute in a highly humiliating stalemate.

"My turn," Leon whispered chillingly.

He reached over his shoulder with his right hand and smoothly drew the colossal star iron greatsword. He channeled his massive Strength and activated his Kinetic Weight skill aggressively pouring massive amounts of raw magical mass directly into the blunt dark metal blade causing the heavy weapon to weigh as much as a solid mountain boulder.

Leon swung the impossibly heavy greatsword in a brutal vertical arc. The blunt edge violently collided with the head of the trapped crystal hammer.

The dense star iron effortlessly shattered the high tier magical weapon blowing the highly enchanted crystal into a million harmless glittering shards.

The residual kinetic force traveled straight down the handle violently shattering the brute’s thick wrists with a loud sickening crunch.

The Vane champion screamed in pure agonizing pain dropping to his knees as his shattered arms hung uselessly at his sides.

The overwhelming physical dominance displayed by the magicless servant completely broke his fighting spirit leaving him weeping loudly on the ruined arena floor.

The grand ballroom was plunged into a dead horrifying silence.

Hundreds of wealthy elite nobles stared in sheer blinding awe unable to comprehend how a man with no magical signature had just effortlessly humiliated a seasoned Tier Four Master using nothing but pure terrifying physical strength.

Seraphina sat in her velvet chair sipping her dark wine with a deeply satisfied possessive smirk highly enjoying the chaotic terror sweeping through the arrogant capital ranks.

Leon casually rested the massive heavy greatsword against his shoulder looking up at the furious trembling Chamberlain holding court near the VIP section.

"Bring me a real opponent Chamberlain," Leon demanded projecting his heavy Intimidation Aura directly against the magical barrier. "That was...embarassing."

The Chamberlain’s face turned a violent shade of purple deeply humiliated by the sudden flawless destruction of his carefully laid political trap.

He cast a frantic desperate glance toward the House Vane delegation seeking a new champion to salvage their ruined pride.

A tall figure wearing a heavy dark hooded cloak slowly stood up from the back row of the vibrant green tables.

The stranger did not radiate the standard earth mana of the Emerald Knights. Instead they leaked a dense suffocating wave of dark chilling energy that violently instantly triggered Leon’s Danger Intuition to scream in active warning.

The cloaked figure smoothly vaulted over the reinforced barrier dropping silently into the fighting pit like a falling shadow.

They slowly reached up and pulled the dark hood back revealing the pale scarred face of an older man possessing dead emotionless eyes and carrying a pair of jagged black daggers.

Leon narrowed his eyes actively gripping the hilt of his greatsword as he recognized the lethal suffocating presence.

This was not a registered proxy noble.

This was a Grandmaster belonging to the Eclipse Syndicate standing openly in the imperial court.