How-not to be an Olympian God!

When Aadityapal disarmed and threw away Prometheus, a strange feat occurred.

All of the lightning currents, which previously occupied the entire arena, congregated around the weapon.

"I should have figured this out earlier!" Alex facepalmed at his own stupidity.

When he saw this phenomenon with his own eyes, he swiftly processed and understood.

'The reason the Vajra is so great for conducting electricity is not a supernatural one! It's simply because of the Divine Iron!'

Since Prometheus was also produced out of Divine Iron, it made sense that it had the same superconductive abilities as the Vajra.

Aadityapal burst into joyful laughter when he saw that his gamble had been a success.

There were still searing white flames all over the arena, but he didn't have to worry about the lightning anymore.

The prince quickly charged at the princess, who stupidly encased herself in a circular ball of lightning and fire, and thought Aadityapal would never be able to reach her.

His nimble steps covered the arena in an instant, and a kick made its way into the insides of the deadly ball.

*BAAM*

The sound of a hard object hitting a skull reverberated, and Ranya's body ragdolled out of the encasement.

She fell down onto her back, and the attack had completely disoriented her.

Aadityapal's attack was successful, however, it didn't come out without its consequences.

The prince's legs were completely charred and numb.

He tried to regain feeling in his limb, but it was unsuccessful, so he would have to resort to fighting with one leg now.

Unfortunately, Ranya still clenched the Vajra in her hand, as if it was an instinctive reaction of hers, and the prince was unarmed.

The prince tried to take advantage of her disorientation and bolted at her, albeit slower than before because of his injured leg.

However, she regained her composure earlier than expected and the Vajra moved around in a circular motion.

Sharp winds circulated around her, and tornadoes larger than the ones she usually invoked menacingly spun around and made their way to Aadityapal.

The prince grit his teeth as he lost his balance and was thrown off into the air.

Nonetheless, during his training with Alex, the forces that his body withstood were much greater than these weak tornadoes, and he had thoroughly grasped the art of keeping his balance.

His injured leg didn't help, but he somehow was able to stand up amidst the tornadoes.

Ranya was astonished at this but she simply stated, "It doesn't matter, the sharp winds are going to end you anyways!"

Then, Aadityapal noticed that a fortunate coincidence had ocurred.

When Ranya invoked the tornadoes, she forgot that Prometheus was still somewhere in the arena.

The longsword was also thrown off into the air, and without her even knowing, Aadityapal could wield back the weapon, and attack her and end this competition for good.

'However, I first have to make sure my own weapon doesn't cut me down....' 

Prometheus was rotating menacingly inside the eye of one of the tornadoes, and if the blade hit him at such speeds, it would instantly be game over for him.

Aadityapal put out his two hands in a martial position he learned from Hermes.

This pose would cushion the force of any attack, and if he was lucky enough for Prometheus to face him with its blunt edge, he could try to wield it without any injury to his hands or body.

However, the winds were uncooperative, and for a split second, Aadityapal saw the sharp edge of Prometheus nearing him.

"NO!" He didn't want to die, he didn't want to die, he didn't want to die....!

He twisted his body in a strange angle and his two hands tried to handle the hilt of the longsword.

Suddenly, he felt his hand clenching a soft and circular object.

When he opened his eyes, tears of joy almost escaped.

The hilt of the longsword was stable in his two hands, and only a small cut across his elbow occurred as a result of his trial.

"I'm alive!!!" Aadityapal used the weight from the longsword and navigated through the tornadoes, which were now stronger than ever.

Like master, like disciple.

Aadityapal used the same technique of forming vacuums with his weapon to move around the tornado as Alex did when they were in the desert, and he was soon out of the eye of the tornado.

The blurry silhouette of Ranya was visible from here, and with a slight push of his body, Aadityapal exited the realm of the tornadoes.

His still-intact leg folded itself as his body fell down and he got ready to launch his final attacks.

Ranya only saw him at the last moment, and her jaw was wide open.

However, there was no time for her to dodge, and a kick instantly struck her shoulders.

Aadityapal jumped back and stabilized his footing on the floor.

Ranya had carelessly extinguished the flames to save up on her energy, and now, she would regret it.

Her feet dug down the ground from the force of the kick, and the prince didn't waste this opportunity.

The blunt edge of Prometheus instantly made its way to her wrist.

*Clank*

The Vajra flew from her hand and fell down to the floor.

Without her weapon, and having used most of her energy, Ranya had no way to win now.

The sharp longsword was a millimeter away from her neck, and Aadityapal simply said, "Give up."

His voice was muffled by....tears.

Aadityapal was sobbing, and his snot and tears intermixed into an unpleasant sight.

"I can't believe it...." Aadityapal murmured.

Ranya still didn't move an inch, and she simply stared at the prince, then at her weapon far away.

"I know when to recognize a loss, I forfeit," Ranya ended the fight with her words.

"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Applause and cheers rang out from the crowd, and Alex smiled from ear to ear.

The host exclaimed, "Victory of the martial competition goes to.....Prince Aadityapal!!!!!!"

Suddenly, the sound of stomping approached the stadium from outside.

Loud drums also produced a cacophony.

The host seemed confused by this.

Ashoka and Alex frowned.

Ashoka turned to Alex, and weakly said, "I think trouble is coming."