Dimensional Descent

Chapter 2715

Arion looked toward the old Lord Guard, but the latter had already begun to speak again.

"Faelon. Passed the Preliminary Round of the Gathering of Kingdoms on his second bout. Forward."

The Preliminary Round had given everyone three chances to win a single battle. So long as they won one, they could make it to the next round. To say that one had passed on their second bout meant that they had lost one before making it to the next.

The fact that both seemed to have the same record painted the picture that the Ma'at Bubble was at least not forming an unfair pairing and it should be a fair battle.

"You two will be sparring. The winner will be based on a tag system and your weapons, should you need them, will be provided, as they will be blunt. A tag will be based on my count and every battle will last one minute total.

"Now, what weapons, if any, do you need?"

The Half-Spiritual spoke first. "I'll take a saber."

The old Lord Guard looked toward Arion. "I... will take a spear."

"Good."

Soon, the two had their blunt weapons and faced off against one another.

"Begin."

The two shot forward.

A minute sounded like a short time, but in reality, for Seventh Dimensional existences of their caliber, it was enough to exchange several hundred moves and even decide a winner if one was superior enough.

and every time they collapsed into one another, their bodies would bow and bend as the wind clapped like

the two unleashed a barrage of assaults, forgetting

battle junky, his gaze even becoming somewhat blurred as he

"Time!" Alderian spoke out.

and lashed out,

the air in his lungs leave his body, his torso bending into a U-shape as he was

glaring upward at Arion that

boomed, knocking Arion out of his

slowly lowered his spear, looking around in confusion

his spear didn't have any blood on it as the blunt tip

thoughts flooded back to him and his face

in Faelon's direction, not in subservience,

sorry, I lost myself.

unhappiness, but eventually grunted

to let it slide. Though, he had mostly chosen to do so because his Lordship had said to

canons in the military, that was how you ended

tags was in a total of 163 to 148. Faelon wins by

and retreated as Alderian

spoke in a low, cold voice. The only person who heard him was

few who stepped out of line like Arion did, but it wasn't very frequent. Sometimes

200 of them, and

battle was close without fail, usually within 50 tags, and even that upper bound only occurred when the duo was strong enough to exchange at least

was happening after the

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