Marx was on the ground. The entire crowd of the town had surrounded us. It was like The shooting of a film.
Please tell me Marx, Why did you do it?
"Hehe, you pack a strong one for someone who is a lightweight. Let's see. Me versus you. One on one. If I win, you get out of this town immediately. If you do, I have a special surprise for you as well as your 1000 serils. Deal?"
Fine with me. You made me eat the relatives of my one true love. I ain't gonna go easy.
"Ok. No rules fight. follow me. Let's go to a place made for these sort of things."
Ok.
After that, we approach the arena. No, This was not the same arena like the one in my world, the colosseum. And because they were wearing the attire of the people which I think belonged to the middle ages. I should have expected that. There was a place for the audience to observe from, but the arena itself was quite bizarre. It was pretty different. and had lesser space than any other arena or stadium I have read about.
It was like a huge apartment with no rooms. Let's see, It was made while keeping in mind that only two people could fight at a time. Even one more person would make it overcrowded.
"I will count till ten. You can take any position, be it farther or closer to me. And if you are able to get me on the ground, the match is over. Use of weapons, cheap tricks is allowed."
You are putting yourself in a handicap you know. And as the person who wrote the communist manifesto, shouldn't you be keeping this fight at an equal standing?
"Stop blabbering and start picking your position."
10....
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....1(You may ask why I did this? I have a lot of free time.)
Start....
I had positioned myself at a distance of around 10 meters from Marx. And as soon as the countdown finished, I pranced on him in order to get the advantage. I punched towards his face, for eating duck's close ones. And boy did I punch him. I myself was astonished by my speed. Come to think of it, I was the one who shoved this 250 pound man . Does this mean I am super strong and fast now?
My punch connected. It was a strong punch, therefore it shook up the old man. The feeling was so good, I might start fighting on a regular basis.
"But you know, It didn't do nothing."
It was true. The Old man was surprised, sure, But It was not even strong enough to faze him.
He punched me. It was strong, it was accurate, It was perfect. And also, he used magic.
He paralyzed me. And If I calculated right, this paralysis will last 13 more seconds
"My Turn."
He started charging something up. It is the same feeling as the leader of the bandits, but the aura he is exerting is like the equivalent of ten thousand bandits. It's terrifying.
...10...
"You should use magic too. There is no way you are going to reflect this one with pure strength."
...7...
I don't have to listen to you. And I cannot use magic.
...3...
"Ok then, suit yourself."
...1...
"Take this, Galvanizing torr-"
There was a liquid like object with was comprised of the aura that this man had been collecting over his head where he had straightened his hands(spiri_ bom_ style)
But....
I am not the one to wait for you to pull out your trump card and do nothing. I jumped towards
....0
It's show time.
I ran towards him with all my speed, I had to reach him before he ended the word torrent. And I did. I don't know how, but I think I overused my leg muscles in order to reach him. My legs started bleeding. The whole Audience was cheering for a thief like him. Some even chanted,"Kill him." That was my breaking point.
I was in front of him, and he was dumbstruck. this time though, I wasn't going to punch him in the face. I Kicked him. On his hands.
At times when the energy went out of control, he was balancing his hands to avoid the Torrent hitting him. And If the balance was broken, It was like a bad move. He hurt himself. I avenged Duck. But I did not hear the classic Villain scream "Nooooooooooo....." In fact, It was checkmate for me.
"Clever. Smart. Wise. None of these words describe you. You are just a keen observer, who took advantage of my weakness splendidly. But I am afraid, I win."
A punch on my face. That was the last thing I remember from the fight. He was definitely strong. I wanted to know what was the secret to his strength. Was It the drugs from Russia? I am sure Lenin supplied it to him.
Why can't we be friends?