Xander boldly made a series of firm strides, his footwork, though inexperienced and clumsy, was exceptionally firm, his fist clenched and hard, ready for an exchange of pure martial prowess.
The Yellow Dog was still disdainful, its posture relaxed and unguarded. However, its paws are tense, ready to react towards any unexpected actions.
As a dog, its instinct is very precise. Though outwardly relaxed, the Yellow Dog was feeling suspicious inwardly. There's a prickly feeling in its guts as it looked at this juvenile bipedal creature who was constantly provoking it. There's definitely something wrong!
Yellow Dog: (≖_≖)
The Yellow Dog trusted its instinct, and its beady black eyes became cautious.
Soon, Xander quickly closed in, just a meter away from the Yellow Dog. The latter had also stood up on its hind legs and wore a wary expression, no longer as lax and relaxed as before.
The clash between dog and man was imminent!
As the clash intensified, Onyonyo, along with many kids who happened to notice the commotion, huddled in together as they commented vigorously.
"The Yellow Death had long been a great scourge within the playground, its gait irrefutable and its conduct terrible. Even ten of us couldn't tackle it down. Its moves were unmatched, and its paws were strong!" Onyonyo, even with his crooked mouth, was surprisingly eloquent.
A little boy standing beside him nodded solemnly, his eloquence showing great finesse, "Yellow Death was known for its trickery and tenacity, capable of hiding for days should we report it to our parents. After everything returned to normal, it would launch a surprise attack and become even more aggressive, capable of harassing ten girls simultaneously! It was truly a scourge!"
A little girl, who was listening to their commentary, clenched her fists, her face red from anger and shame, "The King of the Castle will definitely beat that evil Yellow Dog up! I believe in the King of the Castle!"
Onyonyo looked solemn, "Brothers and sisters, I've gained the King of the Castle's recognition and learned of his name. We shall call him King Xander!"
The kids clapped excitedly, finally knowing the name of the person who ultimately became the King of the Castle. A boy couldn't help but said in admiration, "I knew it! With a mouth that crooked, you could definitely pry the King of the Castle's name out!"
Onyonyo turned silent. Was that supposed to be a compliment?
"Come forward, you dog!" Xander provocatively hooked his index finger, his face sneering. However, the Yellow Dog was very steady, a worthy demeanor of an old dog.
Its beady black eyes squinted. It was suspicious, wary and cautious.
Xander intended to test the water, his foot quickly entering the Yellow Dog's personal space. The Yellow Dog turned solemn, and it quickly reacted. A foreign thing in his personal space could threaten him at anytime!
As the Yellow Dog's mighty paw performed a dashing sweep, Xander, as if expecting it, immediately retracted his foot.
The Yellow Dog widened its beady black eyes. Damn! Its paw was already gathering momentum! How was it supposed to stop it!
As it expected, as its instinct screamed, a vicious round kick came from anothed direction. The Yellow Dog quickly tilted its center of gravity and took leverage of its previous paw swing, its whole furry yellow body leaning forward before stabilizing itself while also creating a considerable distance.
At the same time, a bell was ringing in its mind. The Yellow Dog had always dominated the playground with its superior physical finesse. A bunch of juveniles couldn't compare to his great physique honed from years of training and trials.
To go against it neck to neck... The Yellow Dog finally looked serious. This particular juvenile cannot be underestimated!
Xander, who retracted his foot and was already on a guarded position, frowned deeply. At the same time, the Yellow Dog regained its footing and was now on all fours, its tail tensed up.
Both of them had the same thought.
"This juvenile bipedal creature/perverted dog is not simple!"
Xander took a deep breath, his golden eyes squinting. He had to ensure that this perverted dog would not come back. Merely giving it an ordinary beating would not be enough.
It had to be taught a lesson so great it wouldn't even dare to show its face in this neighbourhood anymore.
As he pondered how to take care of this sleazy dog, a little chubby hand suddenly tugged the hem of his shirt. Xander looked back in surprise.
It was the very same girl with the smudgy black mark. She was holding a very long and refined branch, basically a branch every boy dreamed of.
It's literally shaped like a spear!
What god-given thing is this!
Xander widened his eyes, "This..."
The little girl's face was red, being stared so intently. She bashfully hold out the branch resembling a spear and said quietly, "F-For you..."
"A-And my name is M-Metlhy!" The little girl whispered quickly and shyly ran away after stuffing the spear-shaped branch into his hand.
Xander gripped the spear-shaped branch tightly, deeply engraving the little girl with a smudgy black mark suspected of having an overflowing compatibility with the Extraordinary Factors on his mind.
There are a lot of striking things about her. The peculiar dark-purple eyes, the long wavy dark gray hair, the extraordinary cute face, the fine black dress she's wearing...
Just so you know, most kids here had black hair and black eyes!
Metlhy. He remembered it.
Now with a spear in hand...
Tsk, a mere dog!
A man and a spear, capable of contending against an entire world!
The Yellow Dog, seeing that the juvenile bipedal creature actually received a long-shaped weapon in his hand, couldn't help but tremble, as if some sort of tramautic moments deep in its memory were being recalled.
Xander laughed wildly as he twirled the spear-shaped branch in his hands, "Haha! Dog, your end has come!"
The Yellow Dog, knowing that the situation was becoming dire, also tilted its center of gravity.
It... Prepared to run away!
At the same time, the boys in the huddled crowd, which had became even more crowded, became jealous and envious.
"Even though he's King Xander, how is it that a girl actually gave him such a cool, amazing branch?! If not for the smudgy black mark, that girl would've been the cutest in the playground. Mom, I'm jealous!"
"As expected of King Xander! But... Can I ask my mom to give me the same treatment as King Xander? My mom definitely has a way to make a girl walk to me and give me a cool long branch!"
"Me too! Me too! I also want to get the same treatment as King Xander!"
Onyonyo, who was listening to their chattering, began to consider whether such a thing was feasible or not. After all, for boys their age, impressing girls and cool weaponized branches are what they care about the most.
In short, they wanted to show off!
However, remembering that mighty figure at home... Onyonyo turned his head upward in a 45-degrees angle, his face and crooked mouth shone with melancholy.
I would be just asking for a beating...
The girls in the same crowd casted odd and disdainful looks toward them. Can a girl's admiration and attention could be gained simply by asking their mom? They would only gain the girl's disdain!
Look at King Xander! Look how heroic he is! The girls snorted and shook their head. Their big eyes soon settled once more on Xander.
"Can I ask my mom to introduce me to King Xander?" A girl murmured.
Other girls turned silent. Surely they wouldn't be the very thing they just disdained, would they?
"I'll definitely ask my mom!"
"Me too!"
Back in the battlefield, Xander laughed outwardly, but he was thinking how to effectively handicapped this damn dog so it wouldn't run away at first clash.
Looking at its cautious behaviour, Xander, with his wisdom, knew that the moment he made a move that aggravated it, it would definitely run away at moment's notice.
He didn't understand why it was so fearful the moment it saw the spear-shaped branch, but for Xander, that was something he could definitely take leverage on.
After a brief consideration, Xander swiftly made his move!
His hands gripped the very end of the branch, and he thrusted it in a somewhat unconventional angle. The Yellow Dog crouched slightly, its beady black eyes following the trajectory of the long weapon.
The Yellow Dog easily dodged the assault. The angle was off the mark, easily dodgeable. It was somewhat perplexed. Is this juvenile incapable of handling this fearsome weapon?
However, when it thought that the junevile would retract the weapon, it froze when it realized that the long weapon was still thrusting forward, and the fact that the juvenile was closing in!
Even a dog wouldn't be able to expect it!
It feared the long weapon too much that it forgot the threat the juvenile himself represent.
It wanted to dodge hurriedly, but the momentum created by Xander's movement was greater than the momentum of its duck!
Thus, Xander immediately delivered a great kick the moment he closed in. It was quick, ruthless and thunderous!
The Yellow Dog's furry long face was kicked heavily by Xander's right foot, and the force was enough to smash its head towards the ground, earning Xander a pathetic whimper from the perverted dog.
As it collapsed, Xander grinned evilly as he gripped the spear-shaped branch in his right hand. It's time to give it a lesson it'd never forget!
Xander gave the collapsed Yellow Dog a few more kicks before he turned its old body and planted a foot on its stomach, his spear-shaped branch planted exactly beside the family jewelry between its hind legs.
A cold, merciless breeze brushed against its family jewel. The Yellow Dog widened its beady black eyes in realization and horror.
Between men, they understood clearly what this signified. Xander smiled, while the Yellow Dog trembled in horror and fear.
He casted a look of disdain when the perverted dog whimpered and bowed its head.
Does it think that acting all pitiful and cute could liberate it from its deserved punishment? Xander, like a cruel tyrant, slapped the Yellow Dog's long furry face and sneered, "You scourge had long been harrassing the kids of the playground. Today, I shall brought justice and delivered the retribution of your deeds!"
Thus, the spear was lifted and brought down, not missing its destined mark.
The family jewel was confiscated, and the Yellow Death's howl of horror and despair resounded thorought the playground. The girls cheered while excitedly screamed of Xander's title.
The boys, however, felt a sense of horror as the Yellow Death's howl reached their ears. A shiver ran through their spine before ending on their undeveloped family jewel.
King Xander... So scary!