I'm a Stingray?

Chapter 112: Shocking

"Okay, I'm ready." Timothy assured after noticing that the overall atmosphere had been rendered angrier because of his question.

Giving the boy a worried but yet curious peek, the speaker nodded it's pointy face before crawling away and yelling. "Fight!"

The little stingray was the first to move. He dashed backwards with one flap against the waters, with the pure intention being to keep distance away from this large unit of an opponent.

This was a fight to the death so the last thing he needed to experience from the very beginning was a bite from this fearsome opponent.

The shrimps around them burst into a little laughter and thought that the newcomer posed no threat considering the first thing he did was to dash away.

Taking it personally without a single doubt, he decided to focus on the enemy's back. But considering that the level 12 sight upgrade was still active, the eyes zoomed in exactly on the spot he intended to and the sight was horrific.

He could see that the smooth texture of this species wasn't really smooth, and it seemed that a lot of shit had covered her back. But with a bit more focusing and a quick thought through his past life, it was easy to get into conclusion that this isn't exactly poop but bacteria instead.

Now he felt nauseous about biting this enemy and the sudden zoom forced an almost feminine shout to slip through his jaws. The crowd went wild with a laugh and it was clear to see whom they favoured. Even as tribes who likely don't prefer each other's being here, they still would love for another species to be destroyed here.

"I thought racism isn't a thing underwater." Tim thought and stopped focusing on the enemy.

Instead, he calculated how exactly it would play out if he charged forward from this same spot. Feeling confident, the young one began swimming forward and tried to reach full speed although he only had a meter to do so.

[Health -5 bars]

[Total health = 77]

"Shit!" Tim yelled out as he felt the pain, but thankfully it failed in all directions to render him immobile.

Having the ability to turn around, he had noticed that the enemy had its triangular snout covered with blood. This managed to discourage him by a little bit.

But that was swiftly transformed and then tenfolded into confidence once he thought, "Her bite only takes 5 points?"

Such a statistic with a little bit of brief calculations made him figure out, "I could land like 10 deadly blows before she lands 2 of them."

Well he based those on past battles, but every marine animal is different. After he stomached the boos and shrimpy laughter from the crowd around them, he came up with another plan.

Using his grand-level focus, he figured out that this species didn't have claws for some reason. Well maybe because it's a shrimp? This alone managed to bash an idea in his head under just a couple of seconds.

Terminating his focus, the young one decided just to keep a steady view instead of looking away from the enemy. It was the best idea to not focus on anything in particular, that helped big time.

Before he had charged forward once more, giving more power to the left fin was the next step as it helped him sync into a 45 angle.

It was difficult to keep that posture while under speeds that were yet to reach their full potential but the young one doesn't have 'giving up' as his middle name.

Keeping that position, he swam to the enemy's right side and curled his tail under the belly, syncing it into a U-formation and planned to strike against the face, to land a deadly scratch.

But by instinct, the shrimp lady swiftly turned her head to the right and tried to bite the dashing enemy.

That fact considered, the barb managed to hit the enemy right through the head. Although she was inevitably bigger, the strike was strong enough to bash through and through the noggin.

The lady shrimp yelled out in pain for a single second, but it was rather compressed. Tim ended up dragging her behind by a whole foot, which as well aided to shun away screams.

The whole crowd went dead silent, and one of them ran into battle once they noticed that the warrior they treasured so much, refused to make another move even if it was as little as wiggling a leg.

Timmy had swam slightly upwards after landing the blow, and began planning his next attack.

[White-legged shrimp killed. 1 system point has been given to you as a reward.]

[Since this species is far too big compared to any other shrimp of the same species that nature has to offer, you get an additional point.]

[Total system points = 406]

"That's a pretty cheap reward. This one was large, 3 times my size!" He complained through that little mind of his but at the same time was happy that this battle had ended.

The system also described other statistics but he almost entirely ignored them. He was full and wouldn't exactly eat this enemy in front of the entire crowd. This now considered failure, will likely be thrown out of the mist. Timothy thinks that these shrimps won't consume someone of their same species.

The speaker moved out of the crowd as well after some hesitation. He did not know if the battle was over, it seemed a bit too unrealistic for that massive warrior to be slaughtered with one strike.

Approaching Timmy, he cited. "Congratulations, you've somehow managed to kill your opponent."

Swimming closer in pride, he heard the speaker cite. "Now we can move to step 2, are you ready for it?"

Tad mad, the little stingray jumped first and then dashed closer towards the announcer before he reminded. "You said that the tribe will follow me after I kill their warrior!"

Completely honest, the white one recited. "I didn't know that you would survive the battle."