''Hmph.'' Len snorted and put the bo-staff into a thrusting stance, ready to end this sparring match with one swift attack.
''Go, Senior Brother Len!'' The young boys and girls around the bonfire cheered loudly, while the ones who were still higher in ranking compared to Len watched in silence.
Grandmaster Fang and Abyss sat next to each other and looked at the match with concentrated gazes.
Ichiro grabbed the staff tighter and made the first move in the match. He did a simple step forwards with his left foot while his right foot was still firmly touching the ground.
Len examined his fighting stance and didn't see anything special.
'Martial Arts of Arya, huh... Let's see...' Len changed the grip on his staff, his previous thrusting stance changed, till it became slashing stance with the staff's tip pointing towards the dark sky.
