In terms of strength alone, Brand thought the strongest opponent was Bujia, followed by Viscount Test, and lastly Albton and his grandfather. But if ranked by swordsmanship accomplishnts, his grandfather and Bujia would be at the top, followed closely by Albton, with Viscount Test at the bottom.
He had sparred with Viscount Test once, knowing that his swordsmanship was characterized by speed, but speed required body attributes to support. The rules of the Nightmare Arena greatly limited Viscount Test.
Brand glanced around at his four opponents, already deciding to attack the weakest link among them, but even so, the situation remained grim.
However, once a challenge is chosen in the Fate Arena, there's no possibility of quitting halfway, and Brand knew he could only give it his all.
The duel arena was silent, and the outside 'spectators' realized Brand's predicant — taking on four opponents at once, each formidable in their own right — even a fool could see the danger.
Kulan had been beating the air wall but stood still for a mont. He imagined himself in the sa position and couldn't help but think he'd end up the sa way.
Old Tobus alone could knock him down ten tis over.
He could only hope that old Tobus would show rcy, but he also knew it was just a projection of this peculiar place.
"Watch out—!" Suddenly, one of the youths shouted.
Everyone saw Viscount Test behind Brand move first; his speed wasn't fast, but his chosen path was extrely clever, just where Brand couldn't see him.
But the tily warning was perfect.
Brand's eyes moved slightly, sword swung to his back, deflecting Viscount Test's thrust 'clang' against the sword spine, sliding it to the side. The initial contact revealed Test was less threatening than imagined; without his original advantage, his swordsmanship was unimpressive.
Like a Level 34 player in early ga stages.
Test slid forward with his sword, Brand's right hand moved outward, smacking Test's hand away. Then he leaned back, striking under Test's arm, hitting Viscount Test's armpit, sending him flying.
Brand turned to chase but was intercepted by Albton, whose eyes burned with green phosphorous flas. anwhile, Bujia arrived from behind.
"Damn," Brand cursed in his heart, he dared not fight these two front and back; it was suicide. He dodged Albton's vertical slash, imdiately rolling to the side to distance himself.
The White Knight was rciless, his knight sword making a cross then a vertical slash, sweeping towards Brand.
The Cross Slash from Madara Undead Battle Formation Swordsmanship pursued with power and speed, as a rare long-range attack, often used for chasing; Brand understood this, rolling back, pressing his hand to the ground, rotating 270 degrees pivoting to narrowly escape this fatal sword.
The Cross Sword's wind struck the ground, raising dust, but Brand had no ti to admire Albton's powerful strike; the undead knight was pursuing again.
At his limit, Brand crouched, raising his longsword 'clang,' blocking Albton's next strike, leveraging the ground to counterattack. Yet, just as his killing intent was about to explode, a heavy giant sword shattered his plan—
It was Bujia's sword.
Brand felt deeply the helplessness of fighting many, caught in a no-win situation, blocking Albton's attack above, unable to avoid Bujia's strike from the side.
The peril was evident, causing many bystanders to cover their mouths in silent horror. To most, Brand seed to have no other choice but to drop his sword and retreat.
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