"Begin!"
At the referee's command, Alex shot forward.
KWAANG!
From the very start, the swords of the two, brimming with aura, clashed with a deafening roar. Planting their feet wide to steady themselves, the two began a fierce exchange of offense and defense right where they stood.
KWAANG! KWANG! KWAANG!
Sword against sword, or sword against shield. A relentless clash continued at mid-range, with neither side giving an inch.
"Ooooh!"
"Yes, this is intense."
"Fiiiight!"
The crowd was instantly electrified. Though the tournament brought together talents from every nation, fiercely contested matches like this were rare. Being such a grand stage, everyone fought cautiously, prioritizing prudence over boldness.
But this match was uncharacteristically intense. They stood their ground at a dangerous range, relentlessly moving and exchanging blows. To the spectators, it seemed like a perfect match between two fiery fighters.
But the reality was different.
'This madman...'
Alex’s opponent was a representative of the Magellan Kingdom, a powerful warrior who had reached the peak of the four-star level. The tournament was held in his home country, and his family had come to watch. So he was determined to win and wanted to proceed with the match cautiously.