1192 Combat 2 (1/2)

”Who do you think will win?”

On another ship, a tall man wearing a white military uniform softly asked. Beside him stood an old lady with white hair. She was holding a walking stick and her expression was very serious.

”I don't know… Sword Master's potential was something we have never completely seen. He usually acts arrogantly and there has not been an opponent that he has had trouble with before. However, Slayer is the strongest individual existence that has been around since ancient times. I'm predicting that Slayer would win by a bit,” the old granny answered.

”Sword Master is the number one Kendo genius in my country, Slann. There probably will not be anyone able to surpass him within the past and the next ten centuries. Especially since he could reach such a level at his age.” The man in the white military uniform shook his head. ”I feel that Sword Master is more likely to win. This time around, all the higher-ups from Vulture had also come. Regarding Sword Masters casual decision to initiate a duel, it seemed to have caught the attention of a lot of people.”

”Both of our number ones and number twos have already personally taken action. Although we have no contact, the experts from the other two countries will also surely monitor this duel in secret,” the old granny calmly stated. ”If Sword Master wins, our country Slann would become the strongest existence within the Three Great Nations. This is a matter of national security, so of course, they will be paying attention.”

There were also a group of people in white military uniforms standing behind the two, filled by men and women of all ages. All of them looked very serious. These people were the elites sent in by the National Security Bureau. It was the best team they could prepare with such short notice, all in case Sword Master gets defeated. They would be able to provide aid and bring him away as fast as possible.

”Then who do you want to win?” The man in the military uniform asked once more.

This time, the old granny did not answer immediately, she just narrowed her eyes.

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At another location of the sea, a few black submarines were slowly moving towards Slayer's location, almost as if a school of black sharks.

”The number one genius of Slann, Sword Master Garen and Slayer's duel. This is going to be interesting. However, no matter how strong they are, they will never compare to Lord Battle Flag from our Black Federation,” a male in a black military uniform laced with gold said cheerfully.

”Lord Military Flag is also surely watching this duel in secret,” the female officer next to him replied.

”That's natural. Lord Military Flag is the one behind this entire plan. Other than Lord Battle Flag, all of the tactical level powers are all under his control as he has the highest commanding authority right now.” The officer laughed coldly. ”We'll leave everything to Lord Battle Flag when both parties are both critically injured. Heh.”

”The only thing we don't know now is where the Red Nation people are. Those cowardly and fake bastards are useless other than for annoying others with talks of their god. If only they could be destroyed along with those two,” the female officer coldly said.

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Garen slowly changed into a white charming diving suit. There was a huge crescent moon drawn on his back, looking as arrogant as ever. This was Slann's strongest and most high-tech micro-type defensive gear. There were not more than four of these suits available in the entire nation, and one of them was currently used for Garen's battle against Slayer.

After changing, Garen wielded two black sabers and headed to the side of the ship. Two female special agents handed him an oxygen tank and a gas mask.

”We wish you success.”

”Of course,” Garen smiled. Putting on his mask, he leaped into the sea.

Splash!

Leaving a white splash on the sea's surface, he disappeared out of sight.

Seawater continuously flowed pass Garen's ear, air bubbles slowly rising up. A patch of dark blue was all he could see.

As time went on, he dived deeper and deeper. He slowly turned on the weight loader on his body, increasing his weight.

Looking down below, he saw a black figure standing on the sandy floor at the bottom of the ocean a distance away.

That person's eyes were emitting an ominous red light, looking like two drops of fresh blood.

The two were dozens of meters apart but they could clearly see each.

”Are you Slayer?” Garen directly asked him.

”What are you trying to say?” Slayer's voice was very unique. It was very coarse, almost like an old man with a hoarse voice. ”You're blocking my advance, looks like another one who came to challenge me to their death.”

The tone of his voice displayed his absolute confidence. This was the absolute confidence of someone who had murdered a lot of self-proclaimed experts.

Garen did not say anything. He was honestly quite curious about this person who was one of the Four Great Cornerstones. His visit this time around was to test the waters and verify how strong Slayer truly was.

Woosh!

Suddenly, a black line shot towards his waist from the side.

Dink!

Garen's saber hilt blocked the black line, causing it to ricochet.

”You're an impatient one,” Garen lightly laughed, once again looking at the Slayer's position. He was gone.

Rapidly turning to his right, a pair of glowing red eyes was crashing towards him.

Bam!!

The two collided with each other. Almost as if two balls of glue intertwining together, they started rolling off, shooting towards the distance.

The black gun and dual sabers intensely vibrated from the collision, hitting each other dozens of times in that small area within that instant. The black gun's speed was obviously faster than the dual sabers. This gave Garen a shock.

”What fast speed! Even my speed is already near the human's limit, my physical attributes have already reached the terrifying level of a five-point average, comparable to that of a beast. To think his power and speed could even match and exceed mine!”

”Four Directional Winds!”

With a clank, four rays of silver light started flashing and flying out in all directions from Garen's body.

Slayer shook his hand and the black gun suddenly formed dozens of gun clones. It's immense strength and speed caused whirlpools to appear in the water. These whirlpools attacked Garen like a snake, almost as if more opponents had appeared and Garen needed to simultaneously attack them.

Ching ching ching ching!