It was a hot sun, a desert ......all you can see is sand, a hot sand except Two men approaching each other from opposite ends. There footsteps were slow, deliberate, their gazes locked in silent
One man wielded a massive sword, almost 130 cm long. The edge looked sharp, and it's handle was wrapped in white bandages. The man holding it had wild jet-black hair that spilled down to his thighs. His body was rough like a true warrior's– his upperbody were partially wrapped in white bandages
The other guys hold a long sword,sliver, it look very sharpe although very thin. The sword is 150 cm, curve a little at the end, it had '3' carve on it
Their slow march continued– until the greatsword warrior suddenly vanished from sight
A blink
It so fast, almost look like he teleport, Sand exploded as he charged at full force
The longsword warrior raised his weapon and blocked the strike
Clang!
His hands trembled slightly from the force
"Hah... Why are you in such a rush?" The longsword warrior sneered, his voice laced with mockery
No response–
Greatsword warrior stepped back then launched forward again.
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CLANG!
The sound is big and loud, still the long sword still manage to block it. Again and again
Sparks flew as metal met metal
Then, as the next charge came, the longsword warrior's eyes Sharpened
// EAGLE EYES–ACTIVATE//
With a flick of his wrist, he raised his sword and-
SHNK!
A clean fierce straight through his opponent's arm
It's so fast, even his enemy don't saw its coming
Then, suddenly, the sword extended growing long . While it was still lodged in his opponent's arm, the longsword warrior exerted force, aiming to slice through the greatsword warrior's body. The blade cut slightly into the arm, drawing blood
"Hgn!–" the greatsword warrior grunt
But then he grabbed the sword hardly, forcing it aside with sheer strength
Blood poured from his arm and hand. He severed his own arm and step back quickly...
The longsword warrior also step back, watching warily. Then without hesitation, he lunged forward
The greatsword warrior did the same, rushing towards his opponent. But just as they were about to clash, he suddenly change direction
"Heh?"
Before he knew he was thrown high into the air, he try to stand up but something pull him
Thousand of corpses clung to him, their hands grasping desperately
"It hurts!"
"Take me with you!"
"Save me!"
"What The Hell!" Longsword warrior said with disgust
He quickly look his front side
The greatsword warrior was approaching. Blood dripped on the sand, his massive blade cover in thick blood.....and the arm was fully heal
"H-Hey, let's talk this out!..." His voice shaking
But the greatsword warrior said nothing
He raised his sword and said whisper something
In a blink of an eyes
A head fall out from it's body
A massive crowd erupted—applause, cheers, and shouts filling the arena. Some stood up in excitement, while others cried, their faces twisted with anger or sadness.
The booming voice of the commentator rang out, brimming with excitement. "We have a new champion! Welcome, Orin!"
From the corner of the stage, a group rushed toward the man standing beside a PC, show by the Big screen
———
The scene shifted. The crystal-clear camera feed flickered, distorting into the grainy, low-quality footage of an old recording
An outdated phone screen appeared, held by a young man
Around him, a small crowd watched in silence. Then, as the announcement echoed through the device—
"Orin is the new champion!"
—the room stirred with emotion.
A few let out triumphant shouts. "I knew it!"
Others muttered in disbelief. "Damn…"
The class president tried to quiet them down
"Shhh! The teachers will hear us!"
The young man holding the phone grinned, his eyes gleaming with excitement
"Wow"
His name is Jin Kurogane
