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Chapter 87: Sword Qi
🕑 Added 2021-10-30 13:23:07 +0000 UTCPeter came to the middle of the arena, greeted the coach, and then faced Shillong and Arman.
"Which one of you two will go first?" The coach asked.
"Me first! Me first!" Arman was excited, he shouted with a smile on his face.
"Both sides stand back and keep a distance of six meters each. prepare yourselves, then start!" The coach followed.
Arman and Peter did as they were told.
Arman, with his ironwood sword, charged straight at Peter!
He raised his sword and slashed at his opponent's head!
The students surrounding them took a look at Arman's actions and knew that this guy was a layman without any foundation.
Peter looked disappointed.
He did not use any subtle sword moves, he just raised his sword and slashed at his opponent!
”Clang~”
Both their swords clashed, emitting a metallic sound.
Peter only felt a strong shock. His arms were a little numb, and his heart was filled with surprise.
‘This elf... He is so strong!
I underestimated him!’
Arman also felt a strong force attacking him, making his hands a little numb, which made him grit his teeth.
This elf form has greatly weakened his power!
’I can't even beat a human trainee with my strength! What a nasty feeling!’
He wanted to retreat with his sword back, then continue to slash, but Peter changed his stance.
A large sword cross-cut towards Arman. And because of the sudden change of technique, Arman did not have time to react. His ironwood sword was pushed to the right and moved horizontally.
Before Arman could change his stance, Peter’s sword was already on his neck!
"Damn it!"
Arman knew he had lost! He had lost to this brat who is still a trainee!
He was so angry that he couldn't wait to turn back into his real body and fight with his opponent, especially when he witnessed the triumphant look in his opponent’s eyes. That smug expression… he really deserve a beating!
After winning the battle, Peter just gave a sword salute, and then did not speak.
The students watching the battle at the bottom didn't cheer for him either, because his win seemed inevitable to them!
A person who has been training for nearly two years, while being the most powerful swordsman in the group... it would definitely be awkward if he did not win!
Arman angrily handed the sword to Shillong and said, "Shillong! It's up to you! Make sure that guy knows how good we are as brothers! Don't let the Soderbergs' reputation be tarnished! Win beautifully!"
Receiving the ironwood sword, Shillong looked at Arman speechlessly. Didn’t this guy just lose?
’You think I am a weak chicken like you, eh?’
Shillong only said in his mind, but his mouth actually uttered, "Don't worry, little Bro!"
He walked to the middle of the arena and nodded to his opponent.
Peter was smiling as weel, but he looked a bit careless.
At the coach's shout to start.
Shillong quickly approached his opponent, and then, just like Arman, slashed at him with his sword on the head!
The people next to him shook their heads, these two brothers, they are really the same. In their mind, Shillong has obviously just lost under this move! How dare he come back with the same trick?
The disappointment in Peter's eyes grew even stronger, and he didn't change his stance but met it with a sword.
When the two swords were about to get close, Shillong's Greatsword slash suddenly accelerated!
The slash brought up a whirring sound, then Shillong’s sword had disappeared in front of everyone's eyes!
Before they could react, they heard a clang!
The ironwood sword in Peter's hand had been knocked away!
Whereas the sword in the hand of Shillong has been on the neck of Peter!
.........
Now there was silence.
Peter looked at Shillong with incredulity, while his hand was trembling!
Just a moment ago, he felt an irresistible force!
That force was unimaginable!
He was like a child in front of him.
He was like a child facing a burly man. The two sides were not at all on the same level!
The sword flew away in just a moment of impact!
It landed on the ground ten meters away.
"It seems that I have won?" Shillong said indifferently.
"Hahahahahaha~ Shillong! You really didn't let me down! You didn’t make us lose our reputation!" Arman laughed loudly with a mocking smirk on his face, as if he was not the one who lost just now.
"See! This is the strength of the Soderberg brothers!" He followed.
"How can you be so strong?" Peter couldn't believe it, and even felt ridiculous: "You're this strong, yet you're here to learn sword fighting?"
The other trainees also felt absurd. The guy has literally just beaten Peter, the strongest among the trainees, in seconds, and still came here to train?
This strength, at the very least, must be above level 10!
’This Dragonborn! Is he here to provoke us?’
’Look at the black scales on his skin! He's the descendent of an evil dragon! This guy must hide some bad intentions!’
When the students thought of this, they instantly turned hostile towards Shillong and Arman.
"Are you here to compete with us?"
The coach's face didn't look too friendly either.
But he still restrained himself and politely described the provocation as competition.
Shillong could see that the situation wasn’t going well, and said, "I have already said it! I am here to learn the art of swordplay! I really don't know any swordplay, I'm just a bit stronger. As a Dragonborn, I just inherited more power from my dragon mother."
He frankly explained.
"Are you serious?" The coach looked at Shillong and felt that his attitude was sincere. At least it was much more sincere than his brother, the elf!
’These two guys, their character is very different... The supposedly elegant and noble elf is an arrogant child, and the supposedly arrogant and barbaric Dragonborn is mature, indifferent and polite. Their personalities are reversed!’
"Of course! I wouldn't joke about such things." Shillong said.
"Okay!" The coach finally chose to believe him.
"Then you're really a promising student, your strength should be tremendous! Now swing the sword in your hand with your full strength! Let me see!" The coach said.
"Alright!" Shillong responded.
He raised his arms high and then swung it down violently!
”Shoo~~~”
”Snap~”
Along with the ironwood sword swinging down, everyone seemed to hear a soft sound.
........
The group of students looked around, nothing seemed to have happened in the entire arena. The trainees simply do not know why the coach let Shillong swing the sword.
Nor did they understand what that soft sound right about now was.
They only knew that Shillong's sword was so fast that they couldn't see it at all. As well as the sound of the sword-swinging, it seemed to be much louder than theirs.
The students were confused and calm.
But the coach's expression was not!
He stared at Shillong with his eyes and a shocked expression appeared on his face!
"This is ….. S- ..... Sword Qi!"
The words were all a little bit incoherent, so it was evident that the other party was horrified inside at this time.
Other students heard the two words “Sword Qi, “ and each of them faced the other with more confusion. ‘How could the coach be this shocked…?’
’What is this Sword Qi?’
This is a move that only a powerful sword warrior can wield when he is extremely close to a legendary strength.
