Chapter 217: Chapter 216: I Can Play With You All Day Long Chapter 217: Chapter 216: I Can Play With You All Day Long In the afternoon, the semi-final scene.
The sun hung in the sky like a furnace, making the air somewhat dry and hot. However, a salty breeze blew from the ocean deep into “Lisben” island, across the Pu Aiji Kingdom, through Kairo City, and over the spectator seats in the Duel Arena, bringing an instant coolness.
By this time, one round of the semi-finals had already concluded. The audience, filled with anticipation, looked towards the center of the arena, waiting for the start of the last semi-final match, waiting to see the last finalist Swordsman emerge.
At the entrance, Richard and Macbeth stood as Nancy slowly walked back, her hand covering her left shoulder, with blood faintly oozing out.
“She’s injured,” Richard commented as he watched Nancy approach the entrance.
“Mhm,” Nancy nodded slightly and frowned, “My swordsmanship is still not strong enough, so even though I defeated the opponent, I also got wounded. After all, the Swordsmen who have reached this point are not weak. You should also be careful, don’t rush…”
“Cough, cough.” Macbeth coughed lightly by the side, interrupting Nancy promptly, and seriously said to Richard, “Don’t listen to her, don’t be influenced by her, you need to have your own ideas. Whether to rush or not, you should judge for yourself. Being steady isn’t so important as long as you win. And if you can win with higher efficiency, that would be even better.” Obviously, Macbeth was concerned that the morning’s fight had left a psychological shadow on Richard.
Richard responded, “Uh, I’ll give it a try then, Lord Macbeth.”
With that, Richard turned and exited through the entrance to the arena where his opponent, Tuo Tie, who had previously killed Raymond and wielded a Broadsword, had already walked out from the opposite entrance.
The two walked to the center of the arena where the host began to introduce them. Since both had been introduced several times before, to prevent the audience from becoming bored, this time they presented entirely new information.
Richard listened as the host, dressed in black noble attire, continuously narrated his bizarre background and thrilling experiences. Richard couldn’t help but glance back at the entrance at Macbeth, curious about how he had concocted such tales. It seemed that he had a talent for storytelling, a storyteller delayed by a Wizard…
After finishing Richard’s introduction, the host began with Tuo Tie’s introduction.
During the introduction, Tuo Tie looked over and said, “Boy, you should be aware of my strength.”
Richard glanced at him but didn’t respond.
“Boy, I would advise you…” Tuo Tie, not caring about Richard’s reaction, continued to speak as Richard automatically tuned him out.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the host finished speaking and loudly announced, “Now, the match begins!”
A white handkerchief was thrown down.
At the moment the handkerchief touched the ground, Tuo Tie quickly retreated backwards, maintaining a safe distance from Richard, clearly wary of being “ambushed” by a sudden move from Richard. Still, he didn’t stop talking, “Boy, you should know, your comrade named Raymond, he died by my hand, right?”
“So?” Richard remained calm.
“So?!” Faced with Richard’s indifference, Tuo Tie furrowed his brows, originally thinking that Richard would be angered or show fear, but it turned out Richard treated it as a trivial matter.
Taking a deep breath, Tuo Tie stared at Richard sternly, “Therefore, I advise you to surrender now, lest you end up like your comrade Raymond. If that happens, I’ll kill you first, then enter the finals and kill your last comrade— that Female Swordsman, Nancy.”
“Is that so?” Richard looked at Tuo Tie, nodding slightly, “Thanks for your kindness. But… if you are done talking, can we start the match now?”
“Hmm?” Tuo Tie was taken aback by Richard’s words.
“Thank him for his kindness? Which ear heard any kindness in what he said? He’s threatening me, for God’s sake! Does this guy in front of me genuinely not understand, or is he pretending not to understand?
Since that’s the case…
“Fine!” Tuo Tie glared at Richard and said gravely, “Since you choose not to surrender, let me show you my power. Hope, you won’t regret this when you die, for I have warned you—I do not wish to kill more, but if you insist on standing in my way, then…”
“Wait… have you finished speaking?” Richard interrupted Tuo Tie, asking seriously.
“You!” Tuo Tie’s eyes widened, somewhat enraged, and he really did stop talking. The next moment, he swung his broadsword fiercely towards Richard, shouting, “Die!”
Richard stepped quickly to the side.
Tuo Tie’s sword hit nothing but air, plowing a deep furrow in the ground.
Not discouraged by the miss, Tuo Tie quickly lifted his broadsword and continued his onslaught towards Richard.
Once, twice, three times…
After a while, Tuo Tie stopped, eyes wide open while looking at Richard; his lips quivered slightly, suddenly realizing something.
At the entrance, Macbeth couldn’t help but cover his forehead, “Ah, it looks like he’s going to use this morning’s method again, preparing to tire out his opponent before ending the fight.”
“But, Lord Macbeth, isn’t this the safest way?” Nancy blinked, looking at Macbeth and said, “After all, the power of a broadsword is not small at all. If Richard were hit like me, it wouldn’t just be a matter of bleeding, but breaking bones or even severe injury. It makes sense for him to fight this way.”
“True as that may be, it’s also incredibly boring,” Macbeth responded, “Why should a young man make it so mature? Such a boring fight should be exclusive to wizards. For two swordsmen to fight , it’s just not right. Hopefully, that Tuo Tie will smarten up and find a way to break through.”
Nancy: “…” At this moment, she really wanted to ask Macbeth which side he was on.
In the arena, Tuo Tie ceased his attack, staring straight at Richard, realizing something, then stated somewhat coldly, “Kid, you plan to toy with me like you did with that guy named Hei Man, huh? Letting me chase you relentlessly until I’m exhausted, then easily defeating me? Humph, you underestimate me.”
“Oh?” Richard raised his eyebrows, looking at Tuo Tie, “Then what’s your brilliant plan?”
“Simple.” Tuo Tie slanted his broadsword, standing his ground, “I’ll just stop attacking! You like dodging, so I’ll just stand here, and you can play by yourself!”
“I can equally choose to stay still,” Richard said.
“You certainly can,” Tuo Tie was not the least defeated, “In that case, let’s see who has more patience. It’s just standing, I can play this game all day with you!” Tuo Tie’s tone was affirmative and resolute.