Villain of my own novel

Five professors were standing beside the sparring ground, one was a middle aged man with a moustache, one guy with goat beard who seemed to pregnant, one 'don't come near me' guy, one guy in his twenties with glasses, giving off a innocent guy vibe and the other with a rich young master vibe.

'there are two annoying guys here.' I hate two types of people and these two people in front of me are the exact image of that type.

"Hahaha, this will be fun."

"Ah! If I defeat them without moving will it attract too much attention?" I leaned a bit towards Isha's side and asked, just to make sure because I really wanted to humiliate those two guys.

The innocent guy and the rich young master, I want them both to be completely humiliated. For me, innocence is a facade, it can either be fake or pure naivety. As for the rich young master/lady, they don't know or understand reality and will always be flaunting their family name, without anything else to them.

"Yea, obviously." Isha scoffed at my question.

"Then? What do I do to humiliate them?"

"Why do want to humiliate any of them?" Isha asked as she furrowed her brows.

"Well..... I hate innocent and young master type of people, so i can't help it." I said as I started to remove my blazer.

"Excuse me, are you the challenger?" A guy wearing maroon colour shirt and dark brown pants approached us and asked.

"Yes, I'll be the challenger." I said as a took step forward.

"Can you hold on to it?" I said as I held out my blazer towards Isha.

"Don't do anything stupid and leave them be...." Isha said as she took the blazer with two fingers.

"... At least for now." She mumbled in a mosquito like voice.

I only heard the 'for now' part and smiled, but...

'Do you really have to hold my blazer like that?'

"haa.." I sighed, shook my head and walked towards the challenging ground as I rolled my shirt's sleeve back.

*

I arrived and the guy with the moustache stood in front of.

"There will be no rules but killing is not allowed." The guy who called me here said with solemn look on his face.

'hmmm.. let's see, they will be moushi, goatee, chuuni, fake and lastly young master.' 'Good! I'm getting good at naming.' I nodded my head, impressed by my improvement.

The guy looked at me and thought I was nodding at him, he glanced at moushi, he too nodded.

"Begin!" the guy said.

"Oh! Do they always start by surprise?" I mumbled as I grinned.

BOOM

Moushi launched himself at me, he seemed to physical type. He appeared right before me and jabbed at me.

'Oh, I remember this situation, but I don't know from when.' I'm pretty sure I killed the guy who punched at him, who was that, I pondered as I leaned to my right, dodging the attack.

'Anyway, what should I do with him, he is full of openings.' I looked at him and instantly noticed his mana and aura veins, he didn't seem to have any talent nor some real experience in fighting, because I didn't even need to look for openings because he was so full of it. I dodged about ten more attacks he launched, every single blow was either aimed at the body or the head.

If I defeat him to easily then I'll attract too much attention and if I don't do anything our precious moushi will explode out of anger as he face was already flushed red with anger. He was releasing his killing intent unconsciously, or if you could even call it that, our moushi's killing intent was like a soft feather tickling my face.

This time I crossed my arms and seriously started to think what I should do in this predicament. I was still dodging our moushi's attacks to give him a 'if I can connect a single blow, it'll be the end' kind of feeling. I had dodged about 50 of his blows, if he actually hit me I think his knuckles will break.

"Stop dodging and fight me seriously." Moushi said as he fumed in ire.

​ He stopped attacking and glared at me with malice, he had attacked me exactly 78 times before stopping and I noticed his breathing was a mess, so I suddenly had an idea.

"Oh! Huff.... Huff... Good one." I decided to fake as if I was tired from all the dodging, I gave him a thumbs up while I faked panting.

"You basta*d" Moushi cursed at me.

'I seriously want to pose like a anime girl getting shocked.' I calmed my urge to pose like that because I am currently acting like I'm tried from dodging. I decided to look at Isha and see her expression to assess my acting. My blazer rested on her left arm and she was face palming with her right hand while shaking her head.

"Eh? That bad?" I mumbled.

BOOM

Moushi launched at me with the same attack he used at the start. This time I decided to not dodge and that doesn't mean I'll take the blow, I punched his forearm with not much force.

"Arg." Moushi groaned, his forearm turned blue at the spot I punched.

He jabbed with his left, again I punched his forearm.

"Arg." He groaned and took a step back.

I walked towards him, leaned and whispered in his ear.

"If you don't surrender, I pluck out your moustache!"

It was a threat I didn't expect to work but our precious Moushi's moustache turned out to be more important than I had expected.

"I.... I su-surrender." Moushi said as he staggered back.

"Heh." Goatee scoffed at moushi.

"Again, no killing." The guy said and backed off.

Goatee pulled out a sword and took a stance, glared at me with grim face.

"I challenge you to a duel!" Goatee yelled gathering all the attention in the sparring ground.

'Goddamnit, why?' He gathered all the attention which I didn't want, suddenly a thunder bolt struck in my mind as I remembered something. I snapped my head towards the goatee.

'Does he think he is the 'GOAT?''

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