“Wow, they sure hate you….” Tor said, chuckling as he noticed the animosity the swordsmanship academy students had towards The Boss.
“Good for you I guess, this evens the odds. Seems like we’re fighting inside a neutral arena today” Leo replied as the match official urged both fighters to take their starting spots within the quick sand.
The mont Leo entered the quicksand arena, he sensed his boots subrging into the sandy depths, making each step a laborious endeavor. It was as though a 20-kilogram weight was tied to his feet, hampering his movent and unnecessarily dragging him down.
Covering the first 10 ters to the starting point felt like a major struggle for Leo, as he ca to grips with the challenge of fighting in this tricky arena.
Thankfully, Tor did not seem to be doing much better than him either, as he seed to struggle in the quicksand, equally as much, if not more.
Tor’s large fra made maneuvering through the quicksand more challenging for him, a struggle that Leo observed keenly as Tor tried to brute-force their way through to the starting spot.
Once both fighters had taken their initial positions, The match official brought out a big piece of deer at and slowly made his way through to the center pond.
*Toss*
The mont the match official tossed the deer at into the air, out ca the giant crocodile monster as it leapt into the air and caught the whole deer at within its jaws.
*Splash*
Re-entering the pond with a massive water splash, the crocodile disappeared to the depths of the pond, however, its montary appearance made the crowd go absolutely ballistic.
*CHEERS*
The wider crowd absolutely loved the giant monster hiding within the pond and if it were up to them, they would like nothing more than to see their least favorite candidate being eaten alive by the monster.
‘Boss! I hope the crocodile gets you-‘
‘Eat him! Eat The Boss’
Leo could hear a few swordsmanship academy dogs barking in the background, however, while he did not pay any attention to them, he couldn’t help but wonder if he could take the crocodile down?
If he could sohow lure the crocodile outside the pond and into the quicksand then it wasn’t impossible to defeat it, however, dragging it out of the pond was definitely easier said than done.
“Begin!” The match official shouted once his crocodile demonstration was over as the bout officially began.
[ Berserker Style – Boulder Splitting Slash ]
Tor initiated the attack, skillfully wielding the greatsword he had acquired just the day before. This new weapon was a replacent for his original gear, which he had lost when he died to the street thugs yesterday.
While not as good in grade, it was the best that Tor could acquire before this fight.
*Swoosh*
His slash traveled quite a long distance of 25 ters, however, the power wasn’t enough to reach Leo’s location across half the battlefield as once the attack passed over the central pond, its effects dissipated big-ti.
To the onlookers, it appeared as though Tor had misjudged the extent of his attack, overestimating its reach in a critical oversight. Yet, Leo saw the situation differently, recognizing that there was no error on Tor’s part.
Instead, Tor was deliberately gauging the reach of his attack and now, with a clear understanding of his weapon’s range, he strategically positioned himself, waiting for Leo to initiate the first move.
His usually brute opponent was using his head today and had not rushed to slaughter Leo from the word ‘Begin’ like Leo expected him to.
*Shua*
*Shua*
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*Shua*
Throwing several daggers towards Tor, Leo began his offense from long range as he slowly made his way towards Tor, without expending too much stamina.
*Block*
*Block*
*Block*
Tor adeptly parried Leo’s assaults, yet his choice to remain stationary, unlike Leo’s dynamic movents, proved to be a tactical misstep. The longer he focused on dodging without relocating, the deeper his ankles sank into the quicksand beneath him.
*Block*
*BOOM*
Suddenly, as Tor blocked a routine looking dagger it exploded right across his face after he blocked it, as apparently it wasn’t a dagger but an explosive dagger.
-70.
Feeling dizzy and disoriented, Tor was taken aback by the sudden attack as by the ti he regained his vision and insight, Leo was nowhere to be found.
“BEHIND YOU-”
Soone scread from the crowd, as Tor instinctively fell flat down to his chest into the quicksand.
*Shua*
*Shua*
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*Shua*
Ten daggers that would have otherwise been planted into Tor’s backfra, missed their marks because of the crowd warning as Tor rolled around in the mud below to try to regain his footing.
*SHINGG*
As Tor regained his footing, Leo was already upon him, forcing Tor to block his dagger that Leo was trying to plunge straight into his chest.
Tor was extrely lucky here as Leo’s speed was reduced significantly when trying to bridge the gap between them due to the terrain.
Had he been on full speed, Leo would have concluded this match by now, however, the quicksand helped Tor still stay alive in this fight.
Pressing down against Leo with all his might, Tor tried to establish dominance using his superior strength, however, to his absolute surprise, just like how he could not outscore Leo in the punch test, he could not push him back in an actual fight as well.
Despite his lean and small looking fra, Leo was incredibly powerful and was not overwheld by Tors strength at all.
“What monstrous strength you have” Tor comnted with a grin on his face as he genuinely began enjoying this bout now.
*SHINGG*
*SHING*
*SPARKS*
Sparks flew as his greatsword was parried by a small Leo wielding daggers, as the two fought a simple strength battle with minimal foot movent.
On any other ground Leo would try to outpace Tor to create openings, however, on the quicksand where he was 20% slower than usual, there was a genuine risk of him being caught up in a counterattack while trying to change positions, which was why even Leo was forced to engage Tor in a dog-fight.
A dog-fight where only strength mattered.
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