Ivan and Oda charged at eachother. He swung me horizontally towards Oda's midsection.
Oda tried to use his sword to block ,but I cut through it ,cutting his weapon in half and slashing through his chest.
A digital red gash appeared where I hit him and his health bar appeared under his name. It looks like that single slash did around 30 percent of his health.
Ivan proceeded to cut his head off and his health bar shot to zero. The battle ended and the blue barrier reappeared on Ivan.
"That was an easy win. What a noob."
Ivan gloated over his victory for a few seconds before someone slowly walked onto the arena.
It was a buff guy with a giant claymore. His player name was
"Just because you got a fancy katana ,don't think you're tough kid."
He pulled the greatsword off his back and walked in front of Ivan. He lightly swung his sword with one hand into the blue barrier protecting Ivan.
The countdown started from three befire ending once more.
He proceeded to grip his handle with both hands and swing it from above. Ivan slightly moves to the left and swings me upwards from below into the middle of the giant claymore.
As we collide ,I feel a light tap on my blade and I feel like I can rebound that small force at ten times the speed.
I feel slightly drained when I do that ,but I felt the concept seed inside me. It pulsed with energy as the force exited my body and entered the claymore.
A huge bang sounded out as cracks started forming all around the impact point on the sword.
In a matter of seconds ,the blade shattered. Leaving a jagged blade a third of it's original size.
"Huh?!"
The big guy was dumbfounded as I teleport Ivan behind him and his head is swiftly cut off.
His health bar appears ,only to shoot straight down to zero.
The entire arena is silent as the blue barrier appears on Ivan's body.
...
After about ten minutes ,nobody came to challenge Ivan a third time. The blue barrier faded away as a representative player came up to the arena.
"Congratulations on qualifying for the Tournament Of Swords. You are currently our 265th contestant registered!"
"That many people have already qualified! It's six in the morning right now!"
Huh? This many people are online at six in the morning! I see at least three hundred heads in that crowd.
And I think most of these people haven't even qualified for the tournament.
After all that ,Ivan headed off to a mob grinding area to raise his level. After running for around half an hour ,we arrived at a bandit camp.
The guards in front were level 30. Jesus ,what kind of area did this insane guy pick to go level up?
He walks up behind a rock and he taps my blade.
"Heeey ,sword. Can you tp me behind one of those guys."
'Can't. It only works in combat.'
He sighs.
"Fair enough. Even you have limitations."
Glad we could come to an understanding. At least my wielder has some common sense when it comes to games.