Chapter 114: Looking to Get Disgraced (2/2)

Shaar didn’t have the intention to launch a sneak attack, his posture awe-inspiring, he suddenly raised his hand a flicked his pitchfork. With a hum, the pitchfork issued a sound akin to a dragon roar!

“As a military man, naturally I must follow army rules, and can not wantonly start fights, nor can I harm people.” Shaar purposefully lets out a sigh. “So, if you want to have a competition with me, then this request of yours I can not fulfill…. Well, if you can block a blow of my pitchfork, I can consider this as your win, how about it? Look carefully!

After saying this, Shaar didn’t wait for the other side to respond and took a deep breath. Instantly, a bloody light flickered across his eyes, and the pitchfork in his hands slashed diagonally downwards!

With this strike, his movement, in reality, was not very fast, perhaps slow to the point of seeming to be deliberate.

His prior statement of “if you can block a blow from my pitchfork then you win”, but this was calculated. This strike with the pitchfork seemed extremely slow as if swung out without much power behind it, and also seemingly without any technique to be fearful of.

Sure enough, Alfred Carter fell for the deception!

He instinctively crossed his sword in front of himself. His reaction could be considered fast, his sword rose to meet the pitchfork, instantaneously shrouded with his Fighting Qi.

Perhaps if he didn’t block, but instead dodged the strike, then used his ruthless and agile swordsmanship to counterattack, then even if he wasn’t able to defeat Shaar, he could at least have a thirty percent chance of winning. However, by blocking like this, he fell into Shaar’s trap.

With a shriek of metal, the sword in Alfred Carter’s hands almost instantly snapped into two. Though it could be considered sharp, Shaar’s monstrous strength coupled with the assistance from the Crimson Rage Qi easy snapped it and made Alfred Carter’s hand numb, his body staggering back multiple steps. When he finally managed to steady himself, he raised the broken sword in his hands and stared at it, then looked at Shaar who was standing before him. Shaar had already put away his pitchfork and smiled faintly as he stood there…

Alfred Carter’s face instantly became ashen. He had practiced the sword for many a year, but didn’t expect that he couldn’t even withstand a single blow! At this moment, he was in awe and entirely forgot that he didn’t dodge, and should not have met Shaar’s blow head on with strength, and many other factors. The impact of being defeated in a single blow had pushed everything else out of his mind.

“I… I lost!”

At the moment, Alfred Carter despaired in his heart. He was not a stupid person, and realized that even if the opponent’s weapon was sharp, but to snap his sword so relaxedly and easily, it was not due to the weapon’s sharpness, but rather a magical factor! Previously during that strike, he clearly felt a powerful, unstoppable force looming towards him, and break through his Fighting Qi!

He could definitely not have blocked it!

“I, this disgrace I have brought upon myself, I have no words left to say!” Alfred Carter dropped his sword onto the ground, instantly at a loss. The kinds of lofty aspirations that he once had vanished like a fleeting dream! When he first formed the warrior troop three years back, they had a spectacular debut. After another three years of bitter training, he had originally hoped to gain even more success, but he didn’t expect that upon meeting a real master, he did not last even a single blow!

He turned his body to leave, too lazy to speak another word… he even had the thought of returning home, instead of going to Osgiliath and losing even more face.

However, before he had even taken two steps, he heard Shaar speak out behind him. “Wait a moment!”

Alfred Carter turned his body, fists clenched, and said, “Truly I am not as skilled as you, I am sincerely convinced. However, what does your lordship still want from me? Could it be that you want my life?” Hesitating for a moment, he suddenly laughed. “Ah! It is me that is not thinking clearly! Since I have already lost, how could I not leave something behind?”

He turned around, staring at Shaar and snapped, “I’ll leave my right hand behind, and will never use a sword again! Are you satisfied?!”

Immediately after he spoke these words, his companions next to him started to clamor and cause a commotion. Some of them were about to rush up with their swords drawn!”

“Quiet! All of you shut your mouths!!” Shaar suddenly roared, he glowered and said loudly. “You all are noisy as hell! Is there something wrong with your brain? Why would I want your right hand, to grill and eat it?”

“Then you…”

Shaar let out a laugh, the smile on his face becoming extremely sincere, and slowly said, “During the previous fight, I was just watching your swordsmanship and was really moved by it, so I applauded, but…. Honestly speaking, there are still many problems with it. You seem like a tough and bold guy, if you so wished, I could give you a few pointers here and there.”

Upon saying this, his face showed an earnest smile, but in his mind, Dora began to curse at him ceaselessly. “Shameless, so shameless! You obviously want to steal the technique from him, but you sell it as giving him pointers and even boast about it!~”

Hmmmm, and so it begins…

As a side note, I won’t be released a chapter daily for the next week or so, as I will be much busier tomorrow, and have a test Monday, and ~Wednesday. However, I think you can expect a section or equivalent every 2 or 3 days (I’m planning on releasing one around Saturday)

Thanks for reading,

SuperPotato Out!~~