323 7.51 Battle Royale, The Fine Martial Art Of Yours Truly. (2/2)

Suddenly, an overhead punch from the young man that was delivered on the buckler with such a force, by jumping in mid-air and a kick to the falchion, made the opponent stood his ground, unmoving. He dropped his falchion and screamed with agony as he held his left arm that had broken into 3 sections...!!!

The tremendous force on the buckler had somehow transferred to the arm and broken it into 3 and the opponent was screaming once again on agony...!!!

”THE LAST 3 OPPONENTS ON THE STAGE NOW...!!!” the young man shouted into the crowd of Flaming Arrows and gesturing even the leader to come up. Not wanting to lose face, he himself became the 10th opponent.

2 swordsman and a pikeman went up and simultaneously began their attack. Whenever a lunge was made at him, he would perform a misstep and avoid the incoming attack. Whenever there were slashes coming at him he would simply twirl his body out of harm's way...

In other words, that duel arena became his dancing arena as he twirled around, missing just an inch of their futile attacks on him. He was simply toying around with the last 3, like a cat toying with 3 mice at the same moment.

The opponents looked at each other and positioned in such a way that it was parted 3 ways with the young man in the middle, and with a nod from their leader, the three of them brought their weapons down after making a leap and smashed it down on the young man.

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He did not try to evade but stood there and received their smashes but SOMETHING else happened...!!!

There was a RED GLOW in the centre where the weapons landed and the 3 of them were unable to withdraw or drop their weapons as the flow in the centre became more INTENSIFYING.

I could sense a MURDEROUS intent from that glow and it was getting more radiance as it glows redder and the 3 men looked stupefied at what's happening. Suddenly, there was a brilliant white FLASH and a resounding

*B O O M* ensued.

”My Lord...!!! That's a powerbomb of pure energy, at least level 6 or 7 Fire Level, conjured up with less than a second the moment the weapons were smashed down and held by only his one palm and the other on his elbow.” I was awed, and thinking HOW could a swordsman and an archer has such archaic powers at all...?!?!

”I M P O S S I B L E...!!!” I screamed at the back of my head as I witnessed the 3 opponents on the duel arena had their armour blown off into smithereens like it was made of paper, leaving tattered under clothing on their bodies and shreds of armour and clothing that were scattered on the arena like confetti.

The 3 opponents were standing rooted on the ground, still holding to the weapons, even while they were left with parts of their clothing that had been blown to bits.

The petrified looks on their faces remained as the young man simply lifted the weapons from his hand, stepped aside away from the 3 opponents, who by now had slumped on their knees, as the young man walked to the announcer after removing his blindfold.

”Hi, I'm here to collect the reward please...” and the announcer handed him the 250 gold coins with his jaws gaping wide as it was the first time he had witnessed such a duel, unarmed and blindfolded and had easily defeated 10 opponents with such ease.

It took some time for the announcer to recover and when he did, he announced, ” The winner of this duel is The Vagabonds...!!!” The crowds who had not partake in the bet, cheered wildly for the underdog that had beaten the Bully Pay2Win sonofbitches, as I was also cheering and shooting off my fire and cure spells in the sky that looked like fireworks.

”Glory...glory, The Vaga-Bonds...

Glory...glory, The Vaga-Bonds...

Glory...glory, The Vaga-Bonds...

When the saint goes marching in...!!!”