"Sun Below" was the complete opposite of "Moon Above". If the latter couldn"t be called a slow sword technique it couldn"t be called a fast one either. But "Sun Below" is a somewhat more direct sword technique that made its attack much faster than its sister technique. It was the first time in his life that he used it in a fight, but it had already managed to put the balance back in his match with the giant.Fell landed softly on his feet behind the giant"s swordsman after he executed his lightning-fast attack. Time seemed to slow down as they stood back to back, their breathing even seemed to synchronize as both of them knew that the fight would end in the next moment. Small pools of blood slowly formed under them as they gasped for air. Although their bodies didn"t seem to move, their minds were fully working as they constantly made minute changes to their positions.
A single mistake could mean death to both opponents, although "Sun Below" had worked perfectly against the towering swordsman. Fell knew that it was mostly due to him having used it for the first time, combined with the incredible momentum he acc.u.mulated while evading the giant"s thousands of sword strikes.
All of their natural advantages disappeared. The difference between their heights didn"t mean anything anymore, and even the fact that the giant still has twice Fell"s limb didn"t matter at this moment. What truly mattered and what would define the intense bout"s winner was their instinct. The instinct they had honed while patiently practicing their swordsmanship for hours and hours.
What both opponents were looking for was a single moment, and that moment would be the moment where the first one of them moved. Their constant minute shifts in their centers of gravity were all done for a certain purpose; waiting for the moment where one of them would move. Thus, all of their senses were focused on each other as both of them wanted to attack the opponent right at the moment where his mind would be focused on sending a signal to their limbs to moves.
Under their extreme focus, the surrounding scenery disappeared from their mind then it was the fighting ring that flashed. They stood on the void, back to back, waiting for that infinitely small frame to end the fight in one clean hit.
Then, as if time took back its property and began flowing again, they moved. To be more precise, Fell was the first one to open the dance while the giant"s swordsman followed closely behind. Their body rotated like a windmill under the influence of a hurricane, and the next moment they faced each other with their swords following closely behind their body.
Boom! Their swords connected and the fighting ring turned to powder as the place where they stood was leveled from the kinetic energy of their moves. A giant smokescreen soon appeared after the impact, before being blown away by the power of their following strokes. Then it all died down.
In the middle of the fighting ring stood two figures. Their heights differed largely but their posture couldn"t be more similar, they stood quietly in the middle of the semi destructed platform. Dust began falling all around them forming small snow like crystal that fell around them.
A mult.i.tude of lines could be seen on their bodies, and they traveled all over their body. The lines soon took a slight tinge of red, before turning into cascades of blood. Then, the giant dropped to his knee with thud raising a cloud of dust.
"You… have won…", he managed to growl before his body collapsed on the ground.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.
Fell calmly gazed at his opponents, his avatar"s blond hair was tinged red. He then followed the giant, and his body tilted to the side as he also collapsed on the damaged tiles of the fighting ring.
He breathed with difficulty as he waited for Battle Center"s system to announce the victor, and soon enough the usual notification from the game"s system appeared in front of his eyes.
"Stroke has defeated Karukobi. Your current score is 3 Win/ 0 Loss!"
As the message appeared, he knew that the soft light that appeared on the fighter"s body when the match ended made its appearance again.
"Faster… faster…", He thought as he gritted his teeth while feeling a fiery pain rage through his falling innards, "f.u.c.k! Who would have thought that having your intestine fall out hurt this much". He thought before closing his eyes.
Not even a second later, he opened his eyes and without surprise, he was standing on his own mountain peak. All the injuries that riddled his body also disappeared ending the pain he was feeling.