Chapter 120
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"Hahaha! That kid is finished now. Hahaha!!!" One of the knights Jay defeated shouted and laughed happily as he looked at Jay's next opponent. Morris, the Chief Warrior of Wildergreene.
"Do you think it will also end in one slash?" A random spectator asked the people around him.
"Are you drunk fool? That right there is the Chief Warrior! What kind of crap are you even thinking of?"
"Idiot. That kid just got lucky with his 9 fights. Do you think anyone can just become a Chief Warrior?"
...
A huge commotion broke out within the spectators as they expected the sword fight that was going to happen. Of course, almost everyone knew that Morris was going to win. As for a few, just like Prince Frederick and Lord Marvin, they were not sure of what the outcome will be.
While all of that was happening, Morris and Jay went forward and had a small talk.
"Impressive. I did not know you used a sword. But your winning streak ends here boy. Sorry for that." Morris said while having an apologetic look on his face as he grasped the hilt of his broadsword.
"Well, sorry to disappoint you Sir Morris. But I am afraid you are the one who's winning streak is going to end." Jay said confidently as he signaled the Chicken Lord to control his body for this fight and thought "Sorry for this cheat of mine. Hope you have a good day Morris."
BEGIN!!!
A loud shout came from the tournament master. The moment he did, Morris and 'Jay' did not waste any more time and rushed at each other. At first, Morris took the fight casually and did not even consider Jay to be a threat. But the moment Jay rushed at him, he felt some kind of danger from Jay and decided to get serious and rushed towards Jay.
"So fast!" Prince Frederick exclaimed as he saw how fast the two were moving.
...
~~ Peng, peng, peng...
Sounds of swords clashing can be heard throughout the arena. No one knows how many times Jay and Morris clashed so far since they were moving to fast and only heard the sounds of their swords.
10 minutes...
20 minutes...
30 minutes...
~~ Peng, peng, peng...
"They are still not stopping? Just how skilled are those two?" One of the spectators muttered softly as he and the rest of the spectators were all amazed at the fight occurring. Some even forgot their grudge against Jay.
"Hey look. It's stopping."
...
"Huff... huff... (How the hell does he swing that greatsword so fast?)" Morris tried to catch his breath as he started to think Jay's strength is a bit abnormal.
"Impressive. I guess the title of Chief Warrior is not just a bluff. (Should I get a little bit more serious?)" The Chicken Lord said to Jay while pretending to catch his breath.
"Kid, your name is Jay right?" Morris asked while he tried to regain his posture and held his broadsword with both of his hands this time.
'Jay' nodded and smiled at him and suddenly switched swords. This time, 'Jay' was dual wielding a pair of silver shortswords that he also got from Grayrock's Blacksmith.
"Oh? (Crap. Don't tell me his attack speed is even faster this time...)" Morris thought to himself and decided to use skills these time instead of just normally thrusting or slashing with his sword.
The blade of Morris' sword suddenly glowed in a faint, white light and Morris suddenly changed his stance and held his sword sideways to his right.
"Sorry kid. Playtime's over." Morris said as he slashed out with his blade while moving closer and closer to Jay with every slash.
"Let me guess... it is the Tier 4 Swordsman Skill, Successive Wind Strikes. Then, I suppose I should end this now..." The Chicken Lord said while he made Jay's body rush towards Morris while holding the two shortswords in a weird way. The shortswords looked like as if they were an assassin's dagger. At the same time, he also made sure Jay dodged every wind blade hurled at him through Morris' slashes.
"What is he doing? Is he that foolish to take on this skill head on?" Morris said while he kept slashing out wind blades as he kept getting closer to Jay. The moment he did...
"Checkmate." 'Jay' said and chuckled a bit and suddenly disappeared from Morris' line of sight.
"What?!" Morris did not even have time to look for Jay as he felt two swords crossed near his neck. He knew that he lost so he stopped the skill he was using and shouted three words that reverberated throughout the whole arena.
"I GIVE UP!" Morris said this while feeling a bit frustrated with himself for losing like this. At the same time, he also thought, "Just how skilled is this kid? I do not believe he is just a kid. He is probably some perverted elder disguising himself."
After hearing Morris' shouting his surrender, the Chicken Lord let Jay regain control of his body and stored the two shortswords. Jay saw the silence that swept through the entire crowd of spectators and participants. As for Morris, Jay saw he was frustrated and decided to say something to him before returning back to the sides.
"Nice fight Sir Morris. I hope you do well in the rest of the events." Jay said hoping to cheer up the Chief Warrior.
...
On the huge tree where the nobles and the prince were watching...
"Impossible! What kind of farce is this! How disgraceful!" A really fat noble shouted as he slammed down his fist on the chair he was sitting on. He was bald and had a long stuffy beard.
"Calm down Lord Forbes. A win is a win. I am pretty sure you saw how skilled Jay was." Lord Marvin tried to calm down Forbes while mocking him within his thoughts. "This fat pig... always hates the commoners winning. I hope Jay beats you up someday."
"CALM DOWN?! CALM DOWN MY A**!" Forbes shouted as he stood up and attempted to get on the arena to vent his anger on Morris, who he believed lost pathetically. Just as he was about to do so, he suddenly felt Prince Frederick's cold gaze upon him.
"Sit down. (What the hell is mother even thinking! My baby sister is getting married to this trash of a noble?)"
"Tssk. You're lucky your my fiancee's brother." Forbes said as he unwillingly returned to his seat.
...
Meanwhile, somewhere else near the arena...
A small bat that is probably the same size as a human's palm was delighted as he enjoyed watching the fight between Jay and Morris. After their fight finished, he flew away while muttering softly.
"Impressive. I am sure lady, I mean, Queen Aisleen will be pleased by this."
If Jay saw this bat, he will probably be surprised to see him since this guy just looked exactly the same as the large bat who read his mind when he was on Aisleen's Fortress.
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"Hahaha! That kid is finished now. Hahaha!!!" One of the knights Jay defeated shouted and laughed happily as he looked at Jay's next opponent. Morris, the Chief Warrior of Wildergreene.
"Do you think it will also end in one slash?" A random spectator asked the people around him.
"Are you drunk fool? That right there is the Chief Warrior! What kind of crap are you even thinking of?"
"Idiot. That kid just got lucky with his 9 fights. Do you think anyone can just become a Chief Warrior?"
...
A huge commotion broke out within the spectators as they expected the sword fight that was going to happen. Of course, almost everyone knew that Morris was going to win. As for a few, just like Prince Frederick and Lord Marvin, they were not sure of what the outcome will be.
While all of that was happening, Morris and Jay went forward and had a small talk.
"Impressive. I did not know you used a sword. But your winning streak ends here boy. Sorry for that." Morris said while having an apologetic look on his face as he grasped the hilt of his broadsword.
"Well, sorry to disappoint you Sir Morris. But I am afraid you are the one who's winning streak is going to end." Jay said confidently as he signaled the Chicken Lord to control his body for this fight and thought "Sorry for this cheat of mine. Hope you have a good day Morris."
BEGIN!!!
A loud shout came from the tournament master. The moment he did, Morris and 'Jay' did not waste any more time and rushed at each other. At first, Morris took the fight casually and did not even consider Jay to be a threat. But the moment Jay rushed at him, he felt some kind of danger from Jay and decided to get serious and rushed towards Jay.
"So fast!" Prince Frederick exclaimed as he saw how fast the two were moving.
...
~~ Peng, peng, peng...
Sounds of swords clashing can be heard throughout the arena. No one knows how many times Jay and Morris clashed so far since they were moving to fast and only heard the sounds of their swords.
10 minutes...
20 minutes...
30 minutes...
~~ Peng, peng, peng...
"They are still not stopping? Just how skilled are those two?" One of the spectators muttered softly as he and the rest of the spectators were all amazed at the fight occurring. Some even forgot their grudge against Jay.
"Hey look. It's stopping."
...
"Huff... huff... (How the hell does he swing that greatsword so fast?)" Morris tried to catch his breath as he started to think Jay's strength is a bit abnormal.
"Impressive. I guess the title of Chief Warrior is not just a bluff. (Should I get a little bit more serious?)" The Chicken Lord said to Jay while pretending to catch his breath.
"Kid, your name is Jay right?" Morris asked while he tried to regain his posture and held his broadsword with both of his hands this time.
'Jay' nodded and smiled at him and suddenly switched swords. This time, 'Jay' was dual wielding a pair of silver shortswords that he also got from Grayrock's Blacksmith.
"Oh? (Crap. Don't tell me his attack speed is even faster this time...)" Morris thought to himself and decided to use skills these time instead of just normally thrusting or slashing with his sword.
The blade of Morris' sword suddenly glowed in a faint, white light and Morris suddenly changed his stance and held his sword sideways to his right.
"Sorry kid. Playtime's over." Morris said as he slashed out with his blade while moving closer and closer to Jay with every slash.
"Let me guess... it is the Tier 4 Swordsman Skill, Successive Wind Strikes. Then, I suppose I should end this now..." The Chicken Lord said while he made Jay's body rush towards Morris while holding the two shortswords in a weird way. The shortswords looked like as if they were an assassin's dagger. At the same time, he also made sure Jay dodged every wind blade hurled at him through Morris' slashes.
"What is he doing? Is he that foolish to take on this skill head on?" Morris said while he kept slashing out wind blades as he kept getting closer to Jay. The moment he did...
"Checkmate." 'Jay' said and chuckled a bit and suddenly disappeared from Morris' line of sight.
"What?!" Morris did not even have time to look for Jay as he felt two swords crossed near his neck. He knew that he lost so he stopped the skill he was using and shouted three words that reverberated throughout the whole arena.
"I GIVE UP!" Morris said this while feeling a bit frustrated with himself for losing like this. At the same time, he also thought, "Just how skilled is this kid? I do not believe he is just a kid. He is probably some perverted elder disguising himself."
After hearing Morris' shouting his surrender, the Chicken Lord let Jay regain control of his body and stored the two shortswords. Jay saw the silence that swept through the entire crowd of spectators and participants. As for Morris, Jay saw he was frustrated and decided to say something to him before returning back to the sides.
"Nice fight Sir Morris. I hope you do well in the rest of the events." Jay said hoping to cheer up the Chief Warrior.
...
On the huge tree where the nobles and the prince were watching...
"Impossible! What kind of farce is this! How disgraceful!" A really fat noble shouted as he slammed down his fist on the chair he was sitting on. He was bald and had a long stuffy beard.
"Calm down Lord Forbes. A win is a win. I am pretty sure you saw how skilled Jay was." Lord Marvin tried to calm down Forbes while mocking him within his thoughts. "This fat pig... always hates the commoners winning. I hope Jay beats you up someday."
"CALM DOWN?! CALM DOWN MY A**!" Forbes shouted as he stood up and attempted to get on the arena to vent his anger on Morris, who he believed lost pathetically. Just as he was about to do so, he suddenly felt Prince Frederick's cold gaze upon him.
"Sit down. (What the hell is mother even thinking! My baby sister is getting married to this trash of a noble?)"
"Tssk. You're lucky your my fiancee's brother." Forbes said as he unwillingly returned to his seat.
...
Meanwhile, somewhere else near the arena...
A small bat that is probably the same size as a human's palm was delighted as he enjoyed watching the fight between Jay and Morris. After their fight finished, he flew away while muttering softly.
"Impressive. I am sure lady, I mean, Queen Aisleen will be pleased by this."
If Jay saw this bat, he will probably be surprised to see him since this guy just looked exactly the same as the large bat who read his mind when he was on Aisleen's Fortress.
"Hahaha! That kid is finished now. Hahaha!!!" One of the knights Jay defeated shouted and laughed happily as he looked at Jay's next opponent. Morris, the Chief Warrior of Wildergreene."Do you think it will also end in one slash?" A random spectator asked the people around him."Are you drunk fool? That right there is the Chief Warrior! What kind of crap are you even thinking of?""Idiot. That kid just got lucky with his 9 fights. Do you think anyone can just become a Chief Warrior?"...A huge commotion broke out within the spectators as they expected the sword fight that was going to happen. Of course, almost everyone knew that Morris was going to win. As for a few, just like Prince Frederick and Lord Marvin, they were not sure of what the outcome will be.While all of that was happening, Morris and Jay went forward and had a small talk."Impressive. I did not know you used a sword. But your winning streak ends here boy. Sorry for that." Morris said while having an apologetic look on his face as he grasped the hilt of his broadsword."Well, sorry to disappoint you Sir Morris. But I am afraid you are the one who's winning streak is going to end." Jay said confidently as he signaled the Chicken Lord to control his body for this fight and thought "Sorry for this cheat of mine. Hope you have a good day Morris."BEGIN!!!A loud shout came from the tournament master. The moment he did, Morris and 'Jay' did not waste any more time and rushed at each other. At first, Morris took the fight casually and did not even consider Jay to be a threat. But the moment Jay rushed at him, he felt some kind of danger from Jay and decided to get serious and rushed towards Jay."So fast!" Prince Frederick exclaimed as he saw how fast the two were moving....~~ Peng, peng, peng...Sounds of swords clashing can be heard throughout the arena. No one knows how many times Jay and Morris clashed so far since they were moving to fast and only heard the sounds of their swords.10 minutes...20 minutes...30 minutes...~~ Peng, peng, peng..."They are still not stopping? Just how skilled are those two?" One of the spectators muttered softly as he and the rest of the spectators were all amazed at the fight occurring. Some even forgot their grudge against Jay."Hey look. It's stopping."..."Huff... huff... How the hell does he swing that greatsword so fast?" Morris tried to catch his breath as he started to think Jay's strength is a bit abnormal."Impressive. I guess the title of Chief Warrior is not just a bluff. Should I get a little bit more serious?" The Chicken Lord said to Jay while pretending to catch his breath."Kid, your name is Jay right?" Morris asked while he tried to regain his posture and held his broadsword with both of his hands this time.'Jay' nodded and smiled at him and suddenly switched swords. This time, 'Jay' was dual wielding a pair of silver shortswords that he also got from Grayrock's Blacksmith."Oh? Crap. Don't tell me his attack speed is even faster this time..." Morris thought to himself and decided to use skills these time instead of just normally thrusting or slashing with his sword.The blade of Morris' sword suddenly glowed in a faint, white light and Morris suddenly changed his stance and held his sword sideways to his right."Sorry kid. Playtime's over." Morris said as he slashed out with his blade while moving closer and closer to Jay with every slash."Let me guess... it is the Tier 4 Swordsman Skill, Successive Wind Strikes. Then, I suppose I should end this now..." The Chicken Lord said while he made Jay's body rush towards Morris while holding the two shortswords in a weird way. The shortswords looked like as if they were an assassin's dagger. At the same time, he also made sure Jay dodged every wind blade hurled at him through Morris' slashes."What is he doing? Is he that foolish to take on this skill head on?" Morris said while he kept slashing out wind blades as he kept getting closer to Jay. The moment he did..."Checkmate." 'Jay' said and chuckled a bit and suddenly disappeared from Morris' line of sight."What?!" Morris did not even have time to look for Jay as he felt two swords crossed near his neck. He knew that he lost so he stopped the skill he was using and shouted three words that reverberated throughout the whole arena."I GIVE UP!" Morris said this while feeling a bit frustrated with himself for losing like this. At the same time, he also thought, "Just how skilled is this kid? I do not believe he is just a kid. He is probably some perverted elder disguising himself."After hearing Morris' shouting his surrender, the Chicken Lord let Jay regain control of his body and stored the two shortswords. Jay saw the silence that swept through the entire crowd of spectators and participants. As for Morris, Jay saw he was frustrated and decided to say something to him before returning back to the sides."Nice fight Sir Morris. I hope you do well in the rest of the events." Jay said hoping to cheer up the Chief Warrior....On the huge tree where the nobles and the prince were watching..."Impossible! What kind of farce is this! How disgraceful!" A really fat noble shouted as he slammed down his fist on the chair he was sitting on. He was bald and had a long stuffy beard."Calm down Lord Forbes. A win is a win. I am pretty sure you saw how skilled Jay was." Lord Marvin tried to calm down Forbes while mocking him within his thoughts. "This fat pig... always hates the commoners winning. I hope Jay beats you up someday.""CALM DOWN?! CALM DOWN MY A**!" Forbes shouted as he stood up and attempted to get on the arena to vent his anger on Morris, who he believed lost pathetically. Just as he was about to do so, he suddenly felt Prince Frederick's cold gaze upon him."Sit down. What the hell is mother even thinking! My baby sister is getting married to this trash of a noble?""Tssk. You're lucky your my fiancee's brother." Forbes said as he unwillingly returned to his seat....Meanwhile, somewhere else near the arena...A small bat that is probably the same size as a human's palm was delighted as he enjoyed watching the fight between Jay and Morris. After their fight finished, he flew away while muttering softly."Impressive. I am sure lady, I mean, Queen Aisleen will be pleased by this."If Jay saw this bat, he will probably be surprised to see him since this guy just looked exactly the same as the large bat who read his mind when he was on Aisleen's Fortress.
