Duel Academy Gx Novels & Stories

His uniform was immaculate and his stance carried the particular ease of someone who had done this many times before and expected the same result each time. He looked at Kael across the yard. Something in his expression said: this will not take long. A junior instructor stepped to the center of the floor with a clipboard. "This is a registered academic duel," the instructor said, loud enough for the crowd to hear. "Standard format. The first competitor to cross the boundary line, lose consciousness, or be unable to continue loses the match. Lethal force is prohibited. Begin on signal." He stepped back. The crowd settled. Kael looked at his status panel.

“I understand. So, your night is ruined then?” Dillon could feel the urge to tease his best friend. But he still tried to stop himself. “Yes.” Dillon let out a soft chuckle, and if someone might see him, they couldn’t believe that he could laugh and smile. “Her fear is visible in her eyes.” “I see,” Dillon said faintly. Drake pinched the bridge of his nose and massaged his temple. “I see her strong aura on the outside, but she’s weak on the inside. I wonder what her wolf looks like.”

The cork of the bottle flew across the room, and Xander chugged it down, gazing at his opponent who sprawled on the floor, blood oozing freely out of his body, his jaw was broken, and his legs were coupled together, as one who had been electrified. Xander gazed disdainfully at the figure. "Get him away!" "Yes," The figure, whose name was Lucas said, as he walked towards the already crippled man who sprawled on the floor, sustaining his wounds. "Please." The man on the floor finally said. "I am sorry, have mercy. Please." Xander scoffed, his eyes blaring with anger. "You said you would beat me in a duel? Am I the one begging for mercy now?" He scoffed.

The blade shimmered beneath the sunlight. Rendon gripped his massive battle axe tightly. For the first time in years... Fear appeared in his eyes. Without a word, Dane stepped into the center of the arena. The final duel... was about to begin. Luke immediately recognized it. "That's..." "Uncle Dane's sword." Theo nodded. "It was a diplomatic gift from the Eastern Kingdom to mother after the Alchemy Trade Agreement." The referee lowered his hand. "Begin!" Rendon roared as he charged forward.

“Robbie, I’d like to teach them a lesson. Can you help protect me?” Baby Robbie said, “Alright.” It was Gale’s turn to be stunned right now. “Baby Robbie, our duel…” “There’s no need to resume the duel.” A smart glint appeared in Gale’s eyes. Baby Robbie knew a lot of moves, and he did not want to lose to Baby Robbie in battle. Therefore, both of them were at a draw. If Angel had not appeared, who knew how long the duel would have gone on? Grayson and the others were overjoyed. “Both of them were at it for several hundred rounds, but no one emerged as the winner. It seems like both of them have similar levels of skills.”

Jeremy's mouth opened slightly, his confidence rattled. Jared stood, picking up his sword with his left hand. “Now we’re equal.” Jeremy gritted his teeth. “You’re out of your damn mind.” Alpha Axel gestured. “Let the duel begin.” The hall cleared. Musicians backed away. Ava sat on the edge of her seat, her nails digging into her palm. The blades met with a harsh clang, metal screeching against metal. Jared's left-handed swings were clumsy at first but fuelled by rage. Jeremy lunged with a brutal speed, using every dirty trick he had, including punches with the hilt and kicks to his ribs.

“I stand by them. Ashley is my true mate. The bond awakened last night under the blood moon. The Goddess herself revealed it. I will not yield her to politics or tradition.” Murmurs rose again, louder this time. Some voices carried approval. Others outrage. Gideon’s lip curled. “Then let the duel decide. First blood drawn ends it. Yield or die.” He turned and accepted a longsword from Ronan, the blade broad and heavy, designed for crushing blows. He stripped off his outer robe, revealing a body honed by decades of command and combat. Muscle rippled beneath scarred skin. He stepped into the circle. The high elder raised both hands. “Moon Goddess, witness this trial. Let truth prevail through

Gabby said lowly, eyes narrowing. Phoenix spoke up without looking away from his drink. “He won’t. We’ll make sure of it.” Lucian gave the smallest nod beside him, something quiet and final in the gesture. Gabby glanced at them and offered a grin. “Good. Because I fight better when I’m not angry.” Seris snorted. “Sure you do.” ⸻ Combat Field – Afternoon The Academy’s combat training grounds were divided into zones—some focused on hand-to-hand, others on controlled shifts and Lycan sparring (for those old enough), while a central ring handled basic duels and agility exercises.

82 | T H E T R A D E T O W N ( P A R T 1 ) *** "Mmmm~ ... so, what are we waiting for here?" asked Alexis, who seemed bored from hours of doing nothing. Reinhard had been training to use a pair of daggers in both hands against Ginny who was wielding a two-handed mystical sword that looked still not tired. Damien just kept quiet and smoked his nicotine stick quietly. "Hey, can you answer me?"

Immediately someone spoke with what seemed to be a Pandora's Version microphone. "Welcome to our 500th duel in our history in the Academy!" The emcee shouted that the audience immediately shouted. Alas, only 300 spartans can shout. There is still Awoh! Aww! know more. "This will be one of the historic events in our history since duel rarely happens in our academy. Especially, ranking duel!" It shouted again, full of energy. "And I know you are all excited since one of the champions will be in the duel versus the human challenger. But first of all, I would like to acknowledge the presence of our higher court and the Royal Family! King Skylar Dwayne Vel Versailles! Queen Ruth Avery Zel Versail