Chapter 71 A Sh (2/2)
The tall youth and his co a half-circle around Arran but staying several paces away From their expressions, he could tell that his confidence made them wary
Still, he waited for one of the men darted forward toward Arran, fists raised and ready to strike An instant later, the rest followed, and Arran found hi attacked fro himself from a rain of blows
Alrown roup of toddlers He could tell that none of the young ht was so one-sided as to be pointless
Even if he was far fro the strength to even bruise Arran, there was nothing his opponents could do to hurt him
His own strikes, on the other hand, were far beyond anything they could withstand, and each time he struck, one of his opponents went down
One by one, they fell to Arran's blows He took care not to do any serious dath Even so, he thought most of them would be in pain for at least a week or two
The fight only lasted for some moments before Arran had defeated the last of theht was a stretch — the entire exchange was over in seconds, with Arran finishi+ng it coe and broad-shoulderedhis hands as he approached He earing a uniforured him for some kind of official
”Especially you, Li Da Wei,” the baldpunches with your face… have you named it yet?”
Neither the tall youth nor his co each other back to their feet When they were all standing again — some a bit unsteady on their feet, and several with bloodied faces — they eyed the bald man warily
”Off with you,” the esture with his hands
At once, the group departed, but not before each of theracious in defeat, but apparently, there was no bad blood between theht nod in response
”Now then,” the baldmaster Darkfire, who's your new friend?”
”Ghostblade,” Darkfire answered, ignoring the puzzled look Arran gave him
”A pleasure toat Arran ”I'uard captain From the look of it, you're every bit asthe words as a cohtly bowed in response ”Good to meet you, Captain Xiao,” he said
”I expect the Governor ant to meet you,” Captain Xiao said ”The two of you should pay hihts — save that for the tournaments”
With a final wave at Arran and Darkfire, theoff casually
”What was that about?” Arran asked Darkfire ”And why did you want an, ”you need to be noticed, and that ed you — even if they know they can't defeata friend of mine could still have won the now ”And what about the Governor? And the tourna fighters who enter the city,” Darkfire said ”As for the tournahters try to make a name for themselves”
The last words raised piqued Arran's interest ”When's the next one?” he asked, already eager for a chance to test his skill
”The next weekly tournaet too excited — I doubt anyone there will be e for you ”
”What about you?” Arran asked ”Do you ever fight in any of the,” Darkfire said, giving Arran a look of rin underneath ”They said I was ruining it for the others”
Arran chuckled, at once understanding the level of opponents he'd likely face — at a guess, he expected to seemen and women of the kind he'd just faced, with , Arran turned to Darkfire ”Oh, and… Ghostblade? Really?”
Darkfire shrugged ”You're pale, and you have a sword”
”But why not use my real name?” Arran asked, somewhat puzzled
”It makes you sound weak,” Darkfire explained ”Like you haven't earned your own name yet”
”But I haven't,” Arran pointed out
”Others don't need to know that,” Darkfire replied, a big grin on his face