Might Duy Vs Swordsman 소설 & 이야기

Dhrishit nodded and expressed his agreement, “Boss, who do you think has a greater certainty of winning in this duel?” Tyr shook his head decisively and said, “Both their levels are about the same with each other. I can’t say a thing. So, I’ll just have to continue watching.” “Grandpa Shaun and Excalibur have very different styles. One is mainly focused on strength, and the other coupled strength with gentleness. So, I still believe Grandpa Shaun will be able to beat Excalibur.” At this time, the battle on the Meteor Dragon Terrace was still in full swing.

He proposed, this was his method of letting her calm down. She smiled briefly before agreeing and they went to the practice field where his men practice. Seeing that their Alpha and the supposed Luna were present, the soldiers stopped what they were doing and bowed their heads down. His delta rushed to his side, “Alpha,” “I want this place to be cleared, my lady, and I want to have a duel,” He announced, The delta nodded his head as he understood what his alpha meant. The warrior cleared the field, and everywhere was quiet as they handed the two their favorite weapons, Alpha Jude always loved using a sword while Ava loved daggers, to her they were smaller and faster.

“Alright, I hope you remember what I said.” Both climbed onto the duel arena, standing a few meters apart. Danial gripped his sword—the one Elysia had given him. It was unassuming, simple in design, without any grand embellishments. In contrast, Egbert’s longsword gleamed under the hall’s lights, its meteoric steel forging an undeniable air of dominance. One and a half meters of finely crafted destruction, built to slice through opponents with precision and overwhelming force. The murmurs of the crowd grew louder.

They rest for a moment and left. Catherine went to the nearest pond and started practicing with the wooden sword. Hikaru saw her, he was carrying Destiny’s sword. He don’t know what is he feeling towards her. His heart was beating so fast and that time seems very slow when he's around her. He went closer to her. "You are doing well. Destiny would be glad if you practice with this.” Hikaru gave Catherine the sword Destiny has left. Catherine was surprised seeing the sword again. He holds the wooden sword and she was staring at the sword Hikaru handed.

Being too distracted as I am, by the time I look back at her— her sword is nearly cutting my body. At that time… that moment… It’s as if my body was taken over for a moment. “One-Handed Sword Arts— Full Swing!” WHAM!!!!!!!!! When I realize it, Kuroyuki was sent blasting away like a cannonball. Both of her weapons broke, but her body was hard— like a diamond. I was expecting her to be taking some damage, and I was expecting her to be losing conscious by now. But the duel did not end. This means— she’s still conscious.

Lorist rose up out of the horde of individuals. An unpleasant looking man with an unshaven face wearing an old calfskin protective layer ran towards him while unsheathing his two-gave greatsword. Raising his cutting edge high, he thundered, "Aha, Lorist! I'm here to demand a duel with you… " The two-gave blade transmitted a sparkling light that connoted his power as a Two Star Silver Swordsman.

She would be a perfect plaything for my lion. "Deal! And no weapons. Fight without any weapons. Use your powers, sugar. You can't use any weapons in the duel." I added in a low tone. Just watching her holding her sword was enough for me to understand that she was a pro at using the weapons. I didn't want to tear her. I wanted to defeat her as soon as possible and without a single scratch on my body. So my people could see how powerful I am. Also, I wanted her to see what kind of fool she was to challenge a man. A woman should never make a mistake like this. To ask a man to have a duel. The only duel a woman can have with a man was in bed.

The duel had transcended a mere physical clash; it had become a reflection of the ever-shifting tides of fate and the unpredictable nature of destiny. Inas lay on the ground, his expression a mixture of disbelief and defeat. Above him, the enigmatic victor exuded an air of quiet triumph, a testament to his calculated approach and unwavering determination. The scene was a poignant reminder that strength was not merely defined by lineage or privilege—it was a quality that resided within the heart and spirit of an individual.

The powerful sword aura extinguished the flame directly and overpowered Kayson’s energy. Ghoul Sword smirked. “Kayson, I know you. You have good explosive power, and it’s impressive that you were able to kill Steelification Doyan. “But you’ve got to know, I’m not like that old bum Steelification Doyen. Grandmasters who train their physical aspects have always ranked the lowest in terms of damaging power among us fighters. “It’s like people like us, who are trained specifically to attack, don’t really have a high regard for people with tortoise shells.

Alexander muttered, stepping forward to clash swords in a display of raw power. Their blades danced in a relentless barrage, Alexander's strikes sharp and unyielding. The duel raged with Alexander steadily driving his foe back, the disparity in their might clear as day. The fighter was outmatched, unable to muster a counter. With a resounding crash, Alexander's sword met the ax, sending it spiraling into the murky depths of the swamp. Disarmed, the fighter was defenseless. In mere moments, Alexander's sword rested against his throat. "I concede. You have my respect!" the fighter conceded, his politeness in defeat both comical and endearing.