’I got him. This is my win.’ Erwin smiled. As soon as he stole this short sword from Clovis’ hand, the match would be decided.
However, this was just the start of Erwin’s nightmare. As if he had been expecting this kind of attack, Clovis actually lifted up his sword. That action was kind of giving up his weapon.
Yet, right before Erwin could pull that sword off his hand, Clovis used his other long sword to hit the wires.
’It’s useless.’ Erwin knew that with the wire’s durability, Clovis’ swing would just push the wire until it reached the second wire and ended up becoming more durable. That process would repeat a few times until all those wires stack on top of each other, making impossible for Clovis to cut them down.
This was when Clovis surprised him. This swing was different from anything he had seen in this match.
The swing was smooth but swift. It actually cut down the first swing without any restriction, despite its durability. The swing continued cutting down one wire after another, freeing his short sword.
’What?’ Erwin couldn’t believe what he saw. During the whole match, Clovis always failed to block this type of wire. How could this one be different?
Unfortunately, he couldn’t get that answer because Clovis swung his short sword to cut the two wires between them while raising the long sword.
Now that there was nothing left between them, Clovis could finally deliver the last strike.
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He slashed him from the right shoulder to his left chest, creating a huge wound that caused the blood to spurt.
"Kh." Erwin’s body was shivering as his face turned pale. The wounds on his body had become too much for him to handle.
"I won," said Clovis as he abruptly ceased all his action, watching Erwin’s body start falling down.
Erwin couldn’t help but smile. While closing his eyes, he said, "It seems so…"
Erwin fell to the ground, fully exhausted.
"Stop!" The referees immediately came toward them. They each got one referee to check their condition, while the third referee announced the result of the match.
"End of the match! Winner, Clovis!"
There was silence for a few seconds. The match had become so intense that it took everyone’s breath away. Even Shion was speechless. The last few exchanges were extremely deadly, as both participants pushed themselves over the limit.
However, the match had reached its conclusion.
Clovis took a deep breath while looking at Erwin lying on the ground. He clenched his sword tightly before raising it high as if declaring his victory.
"Uooohh!" The people snapped back to reality as they screamed at the top of their lungs.
"Look at this cheer! The entire stadium is shaking. After such an intense match that pushes both participants to their limits, Libation Fiesta has come on top and advanced to the semifinal."
Everyone sucked a cold breath. Libation Fiesta had devoured Imemine.
Other participants couldn’t help but turn grim, realizing that they might become his opponents in this competition.
Ivan’s face became ugly. This match alone was enough to completely shatter all his hopes. He couldn’t catch up to him anymore, and there would be no mercy after the conflict between them.
Mayor Revan actually cried instead of rejoicing. His fingers were wiping his tears from the corners of his eyes.
After seeing such a match, he couldn’t help but imagine how hard it was for a 16-year-old boy to struggle between life and death continuously while being suppressed by a lot of influences.
He just couldn’t imagine Clovis’ suffering. Despite all that, Clovis persisted and became the pride of their city.
Just from looking at this, he knew that Clovis would become the face of their city. He swore that he would help Clovis even if it meant cutting down the Drake Group.
Even the Tier 4 trainer next to him wondered what would happen if he fought against Clovis.
On the arena, Clovis fell to his knees.
"Mhmm? Are you alright? Stretcher!" The referee signaled the medical team to hurry.
"I’m fine. I just want to do something…" Clovis waved his hand to the referee. He approached Erwin.
"What is this? Are you going to mock me for losing against you?" Erwin chuckled.
"Not at all. I’m just simply fulfilling my promise." Clovis grabbed Erwin’s palm.
"I don’t remember you promising me this way… I’m straight, by the way."
"…" Clovis sighed and just wrote down a few numbers on his palm. Of course, the palm was pointed down so that no one could see it.
"Oh?!" Erwin understood what he was talking about. He promised him his contact information after all.
"You should remember that, right?"
"Of course. Who do you think you’re talking to?" Erwin smiled. "I’ll probably sleep in the recovery pod for a while, but I’ll contact you after I recover a bit."
"I’m looking forward to it." Clovis smiled back, feeling satisfied with this match.
"By the way, can you humor me with this one question? I’m still unable to understand that last swing… the one that cut down my wires."
"That’s…" Clovis paused for a moment. "Others might not be able to do it, but unfortunately, your opponent was me. You were not the only wire user I had encountered… I learned that trick from my mother."
Yes, Clovis’ mother, Aisha, was a doctor. Of course, she was also a surgeon. Her weapons were actually wires and needles.
Erwin would have won if his opponent was anyone else. Unfortunately, Clovis was already familiar with such a unique weapon.
"Your mother…" Erwin fell into deep thought before smiling. "So that’s why… This match is my loss. No, it’s your complete victory. Congratulations, Clovis. And make sure you become the champions!"
"Yeah." Clovis nodded and stood up, watching Erwin get carried on the stretcher.
"Immediately go to the medical room. Don’t remove those weapons carelessly as you might die because of the blood loss." The referee warned him.
"Yes. Thank you very much." Clovis nodded his head as he dragged his body back.