Chapter 73: Chapter 73
The next day. The day of the semi-final of the Great Fighting Competition was finally happening. The audience stand was full, and the colosseum’s atmosphere was merry and cheery. The colosseum was jammed packed full of people as even the entrance queue was really long, extending to the floor below it. Eru was waiting inside the special waiting room on the west wing with Buddy in his hand. Eru was in a lotus position; he meditated with the black sword in his hand as he refined his aura even more with the ancient meditating technique.
Eventually, Eru opened his eyes. Having finished his meditation, he heaved a sigh, “This technique really is too slow. The modern technique my dad talked about was probably faster. That shady old man did tell me that breaking through in the later stages would be easier for me when I used this technique but to reach that stage, it would be significantly harder.” The black sword on his lap, Buddy, tried cheering Eru on by vibrating intensely. Eru chuckled, “You’re cheering me up?” he got up from the bed, sheeting the black sword into his scabbard, “Thanks, Buddy. Although I gained a lot from the Trials Ground, by far, you’re the best.”
The young man and the black sword came out of the special waiting room, “Now, shall we watch the first round?”
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“Ladies and gentlemen, how are you all doing?” the man in a fancy suit asked the audience with open arms. “Today will be the beginning of the semi-finals of the Great Fighting Competition. Are you excited, or are you excited!?” the man in a fancy suit hyped up the crowd. The audience roared with cheers and applause. However, since time immemorial, the Great Fighting Competition semi-finals were displayed to the citizen not in the colosseum also. So, when the man in a fancy suit finished his sentences, not only the audience inside the colosseum was hyped up, but the entire citizen of Aeolus Great City was hyped up.
Inside the Adventurers Guild, Andre, Amelia, and Monty sat together on a big couch, watching the broadcast from the colosseum. “Huh, this year Great Fighting Competition is as lively as ever”, Andre said, leaning on the sofa while munching on popcorn. Amelia leaned in a little towards Andre as her hand slowly encroached on the popcorn in Andre’s hand. “Eru made it, didn’t he?” Monty asked, he watched Amelia antics, and he could not help but follow suit. Andre nodded, “Yup. As I thought, that kid is special”, he grinned from ear to ear. Amelia grabbed as much popcorn as she could before munching it all down inside her mouth. Monty, too, grabbed a moderate amount of popcorn, “Did you assign the mission knowing this?” he asked Andre while eating the popcorn slowly.
“Nope”, Andre smirked, “I did it as a prank”, he smiled mischievously. Monty sighed while shaking his head, “You never changes, do you….” Andre’s smile became wider, “Eh, it worked out. Who would’ve thought that kid was so special? Being able to trade blows with a draconian and matching my power as a 1st Grade Aura Master was a feat in itself. Because of that, my decision paid off.” Monty eyes suddenly went wide, “So, that’s why many people wanted to become an adventurer yesterday. Andre the Sly strikes again, well done, guild master.” Andre laughed heartily as Monty words sounded like a song in his head.
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Inside a fancy office, a ginger-haired man was elegantly sipping tea while a little box displaying the current affairs in the colosseum was on his work table. Kenedy Masters’s lips curled up into a small smile. He waved his hands, and the scene suddenly changed. Inside the little box, a raven-haired young man holding a pink-haired lady can be seen. The raven-haired young man was not his usual self as there were horns sprouted on his head, a pair of raven-coloured wings on his back and his amber eyes slanted like a dragon. His scally skin coupled with the aura surrounding the raven-haired young man reminded Kenedy Masters of dragons of old.
“A half-dragon, huh….” Kenedy Masters murmured; his smile did not leave his face as he continued to sip his tea. “A raven-coloured dragon…. Who could it be….” Kenedy Masters pondered before he waved his hand. The scenery inside the little box changed again to how it used to be. “Well, show me more of your power, young man”, Kenedy Masters said with a smile, leaning on his chair with a cup of tea in his hand.
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“Ladies and gentlemen! Are you ready to begin round one of the semi-finals of the Great Fighting Competition!?” The man in a fancy suit shouted out; his voice resounded in the entire city as the crowd cheered and applauded. The man in a fancy suit waved his two hands down, and explosions filled the sky above the Aeolus Great City. Fireworks exploded in the sky as multiple coloured flowers bloomed in the vast blue sky above the Aeolus Great City. The two wyverns from yesterday appeared again, doing a more magnificent dance than they did yesterday.
The elderly, the adult, the young, and the kids inside the Aeolus Great City was jubilantly watching the spectacle that unfolded before them. Just as the wyverns were about to finish dancing in the air, two mages appeared on top of the arena. The two mages cast their spell, creating various shapes from their magic, making the atmosphere of the Aeolus Great City even more joyous. After the attraction was finished, the man in a fancy suit snapped his fingers. Two clouds of smoke, red and blue, covered the colosseum’s arena entrance on both the west and east sides.
“From the east corner, a mighty of a man that managed to punch his way through to the semi-finals. His punch could shatter a mountain itself; please give your applause to… Boris the War-Bear slayer!” A burly man came out from the red smoke. “Let’s go!” he roared with fighting spirit, hyping out the crowd of his appearances. The man in a fancy suit pointed his hand towards the east corner, “And from the east corner. She had come from a distant land to hone her skills, fighting against warriors and combatants she met along the way. Please give your applause to…. The Spellsword Freya Nightingale!”
A silhouette of a woman can be seen inside of the blue cloud of smoke. Unlike last time where she appeared uninterested by her opponent, this time, Freya Nightingale already held her twin swords in her hand. She walked through the blue cloud of smoke, revealing her dark and broody outfit to the world. Both fighters walked to the middle of the colosseum’s arena. “Are both fighters ready?” the man in a fancy suit asked. Boris and Freya Nightingale nodded at the same time. The man in a fancy suit waved his hand downwards, “The round one of the Great Fighting Competition semi-finals will now begin. Fight!”
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“Rargh!” Boris began by flaring up his aura, enhancing his body even more. As a pugilist, Boris’s body was already strong. Boris developed and trained his body with dedication, resulting in his body right now. Ordinary steel cannot even scratch his body due to the training, and the tempering Boris did to his body. Coupled with the coating that Boris’s aura provided, his body was like a walking lump of steel, a fortress that others would have difficulty breaking Boris’s defences down.
As a 2nd Grade Aura Master, Boris’s prowess could not be underestimated, and that’s why Freya Nightingale expression was so serious now. In the previous round, Freya Nightingale could afford to hold back because, as a spellsword, she was a perfect counter to a mage, especially since Freya Nightingale’s opponent was at the same level of strength as she was. But now, facing Boris in front of her, Freya Nightingale did not dare to hold back. Freya Nightingale could feel it; the man in front of her had trained his body to perfection.
From her travels, not many warriors she faced had the same dedication as the man in front of her. And every time Freya Nightingale met such warriors, she would have a hard time defeating such an opponent. Freya Nightingale readied her twin swords, enchanting them with her spells as she formulated a plan inside of her head. Both Freya Nightingale and Boris stared at each other for a while. They were waiting for each other to make the first move, as whoever did that would be at a disadvantage.
Boris suddenly roared, infusing his aura within his roar, slightly disorientated Freya Nightingale. Boris smirked; he rushed headlong towards Freya Nightingale with his fists ready to attack. Although she waited for Boris’s move, Freya Nightingale did not expect Boris to attack the way he did. From the small window of opening Boris created, he was able to get inside Freya Nightingale’s space before launching an uppercut. Freya Nightingale managed to barely block Boris’s uppercut and used the momentum from his attack to create distance from the burly man. The two stared at each other with intense fighting spirit as a small smile formed on both Boris’s and Freya Nightingale’s faces.
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