The duke weighed about two hundred pounds, and Tyron had to step back from the reaction force. This move made it easier for him to reach out and take Song of Triumph's scabbard--
Song of Triumph leapt up from the table top, and there was a 'clang' as Tyron launched a backhanded attack at Gino!
It had been a very long time since he'd had such a real blade fight!
Nobody could 'choose' to exchange health in reality. They could only push forward, push forward with their blades, using their blade to clash against their opponent's blade. Either you die or I live!
After a short period of only a dozen or so seconds, the guards had already been tossed out of the battlefield by the two assassins.
The duke was crying and attempting to climb out of the field, but as soon as he changed positions and revealed a flaw, he would immediately be stopped by Gino's blade--
Then, Tyron would kick the duke out of the way once again by a narrow, dangerous margin.
The battle situation between the three men was extremely close, and the two assassins moved so quickly that the guards didn't even dare to shoot arrows, since anyone who accidentally injured the duke wouldn't be able to escape death.
After a while, neither master level assassin was hurt at all--in the real world, they were extremely careful not to be injured, and even missed out on opportunities to seriously hurt the enemy.
As for the duke, he'd already been kicked blue and purple. He was like a large ball that rolled around in circles on a palette for the nth time, short on breath as he uttered tragic screams, "Ouch--ahh!"
Halfway through screaming, he was kicked again. His little life was saved, but at the same time, a front too flew out of his face and almost shot itself into Gino's nostrils.
Gino: "Achoo!!!"
......
Tyron had been fighting casually. When he saw this, he burst out laughing on the spot, "Pffft."
Gino: "......" What the hell are you laughing at!
Duke: "......" Ahh save me! Hero! Please don't get distracted!
Gino finally found an opportunity and started up a big move--
Wind Pressure!
Tyron's lips curled up slightly as he counter attacked--
He also used Wind Pressure!
When the two blades hit each other, like two meteors clashing, Gino discovered that Tyron had already figured out the weakness of Wind Pressure.
Eh, Tyron once again sent out the Song of Triumph in his hand, sending Gino's Wind Pressure off-track in an instant and cracking his technique--
Due to the strength of Gino's Wind Pressure, Song of Triumph was also sent flying directly, inserting itself into the wall without an easy hand hold. It wouldn't be able to be pulled out for a while.
Gino's reactions were quick enough to allow him to defend himself at this critical moment.
However, Tyron still sent Gino flying with his attack.
The two of them looked at each other for a second, and both of them knew that Gino no longer had the chance to kill the duke--the lord duke also knew this, so he made a pig-like howl and crawled out of the range of the great demon king's flying kicks.
Gino: "......" Damn you! You must have cheated the way to crack the Wind Pressure technique from Vantico!
Tyron: "......" Yeah.
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Vanguard of the Eternal Night (BL)(Complete)
Action(not mine) A master assassin transmigrates into an interstellar era. Other players were responsible for competing in the e-sports arena, while he was responsible for stringing up and beating up the other players. His sword was hidden during the peak...
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