Chapter 50 - Please Stop (1/2)

As I sent the duel request to Sebastion, I couldn't help but smile to myself. Now that he was here in front of everyone he had nowhere to run. There was no chance that he would turn down the fight now in front of everyone.

”You think you can beat me, just because you beat Eric? There's a big difference between rank nine and rank two and I'm going to show you that now.”

I just stood there in silence.

One of Sebastion friends was signalling for the fight to start. The man counted 3...2.. but before he had reached one Sebastion was already moving towards me.

He was playing dirty right from the start but it didn't matter to me. Sebastion launched directly forward with his strike. Most of the students wouldn't have been able to avoid a strike this fast. I simply spun my body avoiding the hit. As I spun I also made my own attack, the tip of my wooden sword just grazed Sebastion's cheek leaving a cut.

I quickly jumped backwords after the strike.

”Lucky hit, but too shallow you will never win like that.”

Sebastion came forward again this time putting more effort into his strike but it was just a repeat of what had happened last time. Again I scratched Sebastion face with the tip of my wooden sword.

”You'll never win with weak attacks like this.”

Sebastion started swinging, attacking me furiously. Each strike I would avoid at the last second and strike back, making sure I only used the tip of my weapon.

To the students outside it must have looked like I was being overwhelmed, all I could do was a dodge and swing my weapon back at him hoping it would hit him.

”He's done well to doge all the hits so far, but he's going to get caught sooner or later, why doesn't he try a stronger attack,” Kyle said.

”I think you're seeing this all wrong,” Slyvia said.

”What do you mean?”

”Take a look.”

The fight had been going on for ten minutes now with only Sebastion attacking. Suddenly, Sebastian stopped as blood was dripping from his eyebrow into his eye.

As Sebastian stood there the students were shocked at what they were seeing. Sebastion's face and clothes were covered in blood. The scratches had built up all over his face and body. It had looked like he had been mauled by a tiger.

This was my plan from the start, if I defeated him with too much power and too quickly the rank system would have just declared me the winner. That was too light of a punishment. I needed him to feel pain like Monk did but I couldn't do the same here in front of everyone. I wasn't able to just attack him after the match had finished.

With these light scratches, they would sting with pain. The ranking system was designed to simulate a real-life battle. If I was to inflict a wound that would have been fatal with the wooden sword then it would declare me the winner.

”It's my turn now,” I said.

I started to walk over to Sebastion slowly, Sebastion was worn out from the blood loss and constant attacking. He knew all he could do was defend. I swung my sword form below towards his face. Sebastion lifted his sword up to block the attack.