The Desolate Wind Swordsman

The Desolate Wind Swordsman
Chapt. 23 Arena Match Swordsman



Chapt 23's


Some people are crowding. In a crowded place in the market, a group of warriors were gathering in a battle arena. A market that is no stranger to any swordsman who wants to enrich themselves. This is one place to get some gold coins or other valuable items.


Just with the fight over the square-shaped arena measuring 5×5 meters, almost every week held a free fight between warriors. And because the fight is free, then the rules are free to use any weapon. In one game, you can bring as many partners as you can in the fighting arena.


Anyone who successfully fights a fighting opponent by making the opponent surrender, die or get out of the fighting arena. So the swordsman deserves a prize from the committee.


But it is not easy for people who follow the fight between warriors. They must pass the selection first. They must be able to fight the members of the committee first. If deemed worthy, then the fighter is entitled to participate in the tournament.


But in fact, the match was held to attract great warriors to be used as members of an organization. Where the organization is growing rapidly. It has not yet been officially announced to the public. Although it already has more than hundreds of warriors. But they closed the secret meeting.


"Let's sir. You please go up to the arena." Said an officer to one of the young warriors.


"And you too." Then leave it to the middle-aged swordsman.


The young swordsman, carrying a whip gun whose tip was poisoned. While the middle-aged swordsman was nothing like carrying a weapon. But from that moment on, he was holding a black ball. And like a ball it is made of rolled sheet sheets.


"good. Let's just start the match. I don't think I need to explain the rules. I think you already know." The referee did not explain much. Because he believes everyone here already knows the rules.


The two warriors who will compete, are ready to be ready. They clearly know the rules. Only, the two warriors were not very enthusiastic. After the game started, they still did not attack. They even talk to each other.


"Hm... I heard you're a very admired young swordsman. I think you're pretty handsome. But unfortunately, it will soon be over." The middle-aged swordsman was playing a small black ball in his hand.


"Hhhh... I don't think I'm that familiar. And I don't know who you are. And why you used that ball as a weapon. And I guess you underestimated my poisonous whip." Cynical that young man.


"Ooh... You don't know me? Oh okay. I think a young swordsman like you has to face my demon balls first."


Only the mocking smiles they displayed. The young man's self-confidence grew even higher because he thought it was very easy to defeat even unarmed warriors.


"Hmmm... You're an impatient young man it turns out. Let's finish quickly."


The young warrior began to attack by whipping a poisonous whip in all directions. He will not give his opponent space. But his opponent managed to dodge the whip.


"Bah... Great great."


"Let's go..."


"Attack attack ..."


The sound of the audience watching the game gets entertainment that they think is fun. But the tension was still felt by the young man who was fighting. But he still can master the fight.


"I think as an old swordsman, you're pretty nimble too. But I'm sorry uncle. You're no match for me." The young swordsman further accelerated his lash.


Hundreds of lashes were released by the young man. But there was nothing he could do to the senior swordsman. He acknowledged the agility of warriors who were no longer young. His movements were perfectly good at avoiding attacks.


"You're just avoiding an attack. But not attacking. Are you sure enough to drain my energy?" He keeps whipping.


"Not even young people. I think I was wrong with you. You're not good enough against me. I had to get here." While dodging the attack, he stared at the crack right in the young man's chest.


"What max..."


"Savin..." The warrior threw his black ball which he had been holding.


The black ball hit the young swordsman's chest. Everyone was stunned to witness the fight that made their hearts pound. They think the young man will win the game. But their hopes were dashed.


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