54 Spar

"Please." Rezhul started with the greeting and cupped his fists towards Alex.

"Right. Please!" He hastily returned the greeting as if he forgot his manners.

The two separated and made a five meter gap away from each other. After arriving at their location, both of them slowly assumed their stance.

Rezhul took up a rather lax stance. By raising both sickles in his hands, it made the others look at him as if he was being serious about the fight. But to an expert like his father, the Big Baldie, he could clearly see the lackadaisical attitude hidden beneath Rezhul's facade.

'Looking down at an untrained opponent like this is really bad. Once he lost, I will teach him the right way to fight an enemy.' the Big Baldie sighed. At the end of the day, his son was still too young.

He didn't know if Rezhul was able to hide it clearly from Alex or it would be a sign of being disrespectful.

Even if someone was not well trained to take up a sword or any other weapon, one should never underestimate anyone.

On the other hand, Alex, who was looking at Rezhul was not able to realize all of this. This was the first time that he will be fighting against a human using a sword. So he didn't really know about those stances.

Breathing deeply, an unknown feeling welled up inside of him. The once pitch black eyes turned into a darker shade of brown, the change was miniscule that even the Big Baldie was unable to notice.

Along with the change in his eyes, from a rather open and newbie-like stance, he unconsciously changed it to another.

He slightly positioned his body facing the left and slowly raised his right hand to his left chest. His closed his left hand and moved it towards the back of his hip.

With his chin tilted upwards, he exuded an air of superiority in front of his enemy.

The Big Baldie clearly felt the sudden change in him. He had a sudden urge to replace his son in the spar, but immediately stopped and reminded himself that he was only a judge and his strength was leagues above Alex.

As for Rezhul, he only perceived bits of it and just shrugged it off. In his mind, he was superior than Alex due to him training when he was past ten years of age, which made him ahead of Alex by a few years of training.

He lowered his arms, realizing that he was still too far from his opponent.

'I've gotten excited. I cannot wait any longer.'

He smiled while he walked towards Alex casually, while the latter was unmoving and still like a sword.

Alex was observing the enemy moving closer towards him. His face was void of any emotion.

When Rezhul was about two meters away from him, he swiftly stabbed with his sword. The move was quick, accurate and well-timed.

As the sword inched closer towards Rezhul's chest. He instinctively dodged towards his right. By then, his left shoulder was grazed by the sword.

Rezhul saw the chance for a counterattack when Alex beat him to it.

When he moved to dodge the attack, Alex already swung his sword after the stab.

Before the move was executed, a thought sprouted in his head and predicted that his enemy would counter the swing. He used his right foot to jump backwards while performing the swing.

He was indeed right. Rezhul raised his left sickle to parry the swinging sword and it was successful. But when he counterattacked Alex, he has already retreated out of his range.

Therefore, he hit nothing but air.

'What is with this kid?!' the exchange earlier rendered him aghast. Despite him being younger by two years, he still thinks of Alex as a kid.

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He should've had a hundred percent chance of hitting him during that parry but was unable to.

He could've won that trade; on the contrary, it was him who got his shoulder bleeding from a slight cut.

That's when he heard the crowd of teenagers getting hyped up by the short exchange of the two. He gritted his teeth thinking that it was humiliating.

"Ohhhh!"

"Brother Rezhul, fighting!"

Gasps of amazement and cheering escaped the mouths of the youths.

To the side, the Big Baldie was also impressed, though only by a bit. 'This kid, really. He was aiming for the kill even though this was just a spar. I believe he isn't capable of stopping the momentum of those attacks himself.'

The Big Baldie was also thinking about what had transpired earlier. With the use of collision of weapons, he was able to use the sickle as some sort foothold to make his body retreat faster.

That move was something that a young man without training cannot do. He could only hope for Rezhul to force out the skills of Alex.

After dodging the attack, Alex quickly got back to his stance.

'What?! I didn't know I could that?' While he was still questioning himself, Rezhul who felt humiliated rushed towards him in anger.

His expression was still that of seriousness as he looked at Rezhul, until something caught his eyes from the distance.

Silhouettes started emerging from behind the trees and was looking at them.

His whole body trembled by what he saw, but then his vision was blocked by a jumping Rezhul, ready to cut him in half.

The glint in his eyes died down as he quickly snapped back to reality and hurriedly raised his sword rather clumsily, in order to protect his head.

As the two sickles hit the sword, his right arm was overpowered by the attack. Fortunately, he was successful in blocking it. But the onslaught was just starting.

He kept on defending the attacks, but he cannot block them all. Cuts were starting to accumulate in his body as his blood was flowing out of it.

'No! This can't continue. Focus! Focus! Damned heretics! I can't focus! Ah-' it was then that he received a kick to the gut by Rezhul.

He was sent flying and lying down on the ground holding his stomach. It didn't hurt that much, but it still made him cough.

'What is happening?' the Big Baldie thought. 'Surely he isn't just that. Hmmm. He keeps on looking towards that side-. This bastards! Why are they here now?' as he looked to the side, he saw the heretics poking their heads out of the trees seemingly interested in the spar of some children.

'So that's why he was being beaten. He was afraid of them.' with a bit of an observation, he came into the conclusion of Alex's sudden weakness.

"Alex, do you accept defeat?" Rezhul said.