Chapter 76.
After the event match against Pastar was over, the only thing left was the match against Pastar.
The people in the street were expecting a match between Pastard and me.
Messiah spoke to me while I was resting at an inn.
“Congratulations.”
“No… this game is as good as if I lost it.”
Contrary to what was initially decided, telekinesis was used.
Besides, it was a fist, not a sword.
The proper win or loss will now be decided in the match against Pastar.
‘What if I use telekinesis again this time?’
During the fight against Pastard, I came out without even realizing it.
The sense of intimidation provided by Pastard was astounding.
However, the sword will only win with the sword.
Even if he loses, he will only fight with his sword and lose.
“That’s probably the only thing training.”
I remember how Pastar fought.
To be honest, I’ve never seen Pastar fight properly in a match at the Coliseum.
It was natural.
‘Because it’s something I realized after becoming a sword master.’
It was a pastar that showed the dignity of a sword master.
At least that’s how it seemed to me at the time.
But no.
It was pretty close.
That’s how great it was for a sword master.
“At least seven years older than me.”
It was Pasta who became a sword master seven years ago.
To that extent, he understands the realm of being a sword master.
Can I defeat such a person with only a sword?
“As expected, it must be close to the crowd.”
It’s something you can’t hope for.
In the first place, I wondered if Pastar with a sword would be able to win even if he used telekinesis.
The difference between holding the sword and not holding the sword was huge.
“I have to do as much as I can.”
Here I have decided on one thing.
“Let’s do it with the mindset of winning, not with the thought of learning one move.”
Immediately I headed to the training ground.
***
Pastar recalled the previous match at his home.
“It is a very strange power.”
Pastar compared Suhar before and after using the power.
“It makes sense to tie me up, but I can even raise my physical abilities. What a great force.”
Pastar thought of his next match against Suhar.
“I see, if I use that power when I raise my sword…”
Pastaar finished his thoughts.
The result was unknown.
“It would be fun to use that ability in the next match as well.”
The corners of Pastard’s mouth went up.
“I finally feel the worth of being a gladiator.”
The first defeat since becoming a gladiator.
Defeat after a long time lifted Pastar.
Pastard always remembered his mentor who had defeated him.
“I won’t forgive you if I lose again, Master.”
Pastard’s teacher had something to say to recruit Pastard, who was a knave, as a disciple.
-If you learn from me, there will be no defeat for you in the future.
A somewhat unconventional, arrogant word.
At that, Pastar decided to become a disciple.
“Master, this time I fought naked, so I think losing is unavoidable. However, you must not lose when you raise your sword.”
Although he lost the fight with his bare body, Pastard would not tolerate defeat with his sword.
***
There were huge crowds at the Colosseum.
Probably the crowds who want to watch the sound outside the Colosseum because the Colosseum is full.
I squeezed between them and went inside the Colosseum.
Then I went in my waiting room and focused my mind.
“I did everything I could.”
He only trained his sword.
to become a champion.
“I won’t even use my abilities by mistake this time.”
only sword.
I intend to fight only with the sword.
smart.
“You may come in.”
The door to the waiting room opened and Ephinia entered.
I thought it was unexpected.
Ephinia had never come to the waiting room like this.
“uh? What are you doing here?”
“Maybe it’s a match where the champion can change, so I have to come.”
“hahahaha.”
I hope so.
“Well, there are things like that, but I wanted to tell you to do your best.”
“thank you.”
A match in the Colosseum that I happened to see when I came to the Empire.
I saw those fighting in the Colosseum.
The gladiators seemed excited for some reason.
I think I went to see the Colosseum often because I was curious about that.
‘The person who was shining the brightest there was Pastar.’
Pastard was always smiling.
I always visited the Colosseum because I was curious about that laugh.
But in the end, it ended without knowing.
‘But now I think I know.’
The reason Pastar laughed.
Why were the gladiators excited?
‘It was only natural.’
It was a space where he could check his skills from time to time.
This is where you can show off your strength.
It was here that he could raise his reputation.
It was also here that he could accumulate his wealth.
‘This was the place for the strong.’
He even gets excited before the game starts.
It’s fun to compete with others.
“I will definitely become a champion.”
“I’ll look forward to it.”
A goal that is difficult to achieve.
Originally, I hadn’t intended to bring this up.
I couldn’t say that I came with the intention of winning.
Because I wasn’t confident of winning.
But I just made up my mind.
“I will never win.”
You won’t be able to beat Pastaar with half-hearted resolution.
I decided to only have the thought of winning unconditionally.
***
Pastard’s waiting room.
Pastard was sitting alone in the waiting room.
“after···.”
Pastard’s expression was more serious than ever.
As usual, there was no training before the game.
Because there was a big difference in level from the challenger.
However, although it was an event match, he suffered his first defeat as a gladiator.
In a word, Pastard is also nervous.
That’s as far as training goes.
“I wonder how far I can reach my expectations.”
Pastar wondered how long Suhar would hold out against him.
***
walked around the stadium
Pastard in the stadium first.
The majesty of a champion could be felt enough just by standing in the stadium.
A feeling of intimidation, like a swordsman.
‘But I’m not used to this kind of intimidation.’
Although the feeling of intimidation has been greatly alleviated, I have already had countless sparring with the sword master.
In a situation where I became a sword master, I shouldn’t have felt that kind of intimidation.
“This time, we will deal only with swords.”
“I just want you to know that I don’t care if you use that power. No, I would rather use that power. Wouldn’t that be fun?”
I shook my head.
“If I were to force myself, I would abstain right away. And there is one thing you are mistaken about.”
“mistaken?”
“You will have fun even if you do not use your strength. No, rather, you might have a crumpled expression like last time.”
Pastard cleared his throat.
Pastar always had a smiling expression, so the expression he made in the last game would be like a dark history.
“Well, I’m looking forward to it.”
“yes.”
While the moderator was talking to the audience, he checked the stadium.
‘It’s different.’
It was different from the arena we had fought before.
Perhaps this is the natural order of things.
‘I must have been impressed by the last match.’
Although bare-handed, sparring between sword masters.
The sparring showed what happens when sword masters fight each other.
The last fist that Pastard and I collided with.
Because the fist collided vertically in the air, the damage was minimal.
But its power was felt by everyone in the Colosseum.
‘You built the walls of the arena properly for safety.’
I will beat Pastar with this match and become the champion of the Colosseum.
Then.
‘I’m going to help the sword saint.’
Going home and clearing up the Noblesse organization, including Leah, is what happens after that.
“…Then, let’s start the game right now.”
After thinking, I looked at Pastaar.
Pastard is sending me eyes that are so intense that it makes me feel as if he is looking at me.
As if to reciprocate those eyes, I also looked at Pastar intensely.
“Are you both ready?”
Pastard and I nodded at the same time.
“The game begins!”
I looked at Pastaar slowly.
He didn’t seem to want to attack first.
‘As a senior in the state of affairs, is he going to give up the seon-gong?’
If so, just accept it.
“I will go!”
Power from the start
There is no gain in fighting for a long time.
The opponent is a senior with a lot of experience.
It would be better to do everything in my power from the beginning and finish quickly.
He swung his sword with all his might.
Even if you don’t mean it, even if you swing it, it will come out.
If you intend, a stronger secret comes out.
“I believe that you will accept it meekly!”
If it was Pastard, he wouldn’t avoid my secret trick, but would counter it.
As expected, Pastar also responded with a sword-swing.
bang!
The blast made of mana chunks collided, creating shockwaves in the air.
Aiming for the moment when a little dust rose, I ran to Pastaar.
“I will go again!”
Once again, he swung his sword at Pastar.
Again, it rained.
It was raining right in front of you.
However, Pastar easily blocked my kick.
“Oh, sure, that’s fun.”
Pastard swung his sword at me in close proximity.
I also blocked Pastard’s sword.
A battle unfolded in front of me.
As if they had promised each other, they took turns attacking each other.
As they swung right in front of their noses, the shockwaves that collided with each other and exploded were also very touching.
‘I can’t make a mistake even once.’
Because it was so close, a single mistake could decide the outcome.
“It’s going to be a bit difficult now.”
He strengthened his body and increased his speed.
When I attack twice, Pastar attacks once.
But still Pastard was not pierced.
‘Faster!’
When I attack three times, Pastar once.
When I attack four times, Pastar once.
gradually increased the speed.
However, Pastar effortlessly blocked all of my attacks.
“What the hell is going to be difficult?”
“Keuugh….”
Pastaar with a relaxed expression.
It was so nasty that I thought I wanted to deal with it while using telekinesis from deep in my heart.
“It’s useless to just speed up.”
Pastard’s secret skill became stronger.
I must have been attacking more, but I was the one being pushed back.
‘I can’t go on like this!’
Even if he slowed down his swinging speed, he poured more mana.
‘No… Wait a minute… If this continues, I will lose.’
It wasn’t a question of speed.
why i’m pushing
It was simply because each of Pastar’s attacks was heavier than mine.
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No matter how fast I was, even if I poured mana while slowing down, I was weaker.
‘What should I do…?’
Even while thinking of a plan, I kept getting pushed back.
If you keep going like this, you’ll run into a wall.
After that, it’s clear.
You will end up being helpless.
I had to come up with a way.
‘Is it possible…?’
I thought of one way.
It was just a gamble.
one skill.
If the technology was actually possible, it was a technology that could be used right now.
As much as that, the technology was familiar to me.
‘Maximization of RBI using physical strengthening.’
It was a way to apply it to the sword.
It’s close to gambling, but it’s better than losing in vain like this.
‘Let’s try a taste!’
The fine control of mana was learned through telekinesis.
The moment when it rains.
I inflated mana with all my might.
‘If this was a fist, it would explode, but this is a sword. Besides, it’s a very strong sword.’
An exorcism sword would surely withstand this destructive force.
“You’d better avoid this if you can.”
I realized that this technique was possible even before the rain started.
This feeling is transmitted to the hand through the sword.
This is definitely one of the strongest skills I can use.
A big machine with tremendous destructive power flew towards Pastar.