The most anticipated day finally came, for the decisive battle of the pinnacles to begin. Clark stood still rigidly at the section of the ship where gladiator weapons were stored.
He was deeply conflicted. Despite already training for so long on mastering the art of the spear, he was still more proficient at using a sword. He didn’t spend too much time on this, he broke out of his dilemma as he quickly made a decision.
He picked his normal weapon set of a sword and a shield, like usual. But he still picked a spear as a precaution, strapping it to his back.
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“Ladies and gentlemen, grab your popcorns and strap on your seat belts as the most anticipated battle of the year are about to begin”. The commentator was sure not to dull, as he started hyping the battle with his carefully prepared words.
“Prepare yourselves as we welcome 2 of the deadliest gladiators of the fleet to the arena, The Emperor and The Stranded Dragon, the 2 behemoths”.
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Clang!! Clang!! Clang!! Nobody answered the spectator’s doubts, as metallic sounds kept ringing like bells across the arena. The commentator was gravely silent, he also didn’t understand the situation. As the tense atmosphere of suspense grew among the spectators like a plague, the arena finally cleared up a bit. The 2 gladiator’s unnaturally swift-moving silhouettes gradually became clear. Their figures moved rapidly like phantoms, as they were both already entangled in a bloody melee. This time around, there was no shield to control the tempo as their hand speed completely erupted. Most of the spectators only saw a blur, but this could not calm their rapidly beating hearts as realization finally dawned on them. They forgot that The Stranded dragon entered the battle with a spear strapped to his back. Clark fought fiercely like a bloody maniac, as his hand speed continuously increased without restraint. Blood blossomed like drizzling rain, as
After a week of treatment, like predicted, Clark was finally discharged as Emily escorted him back to his room. For the whole week, he didn’t taste any food, he was only placed on drips. So, on getting back, Emily decided to start preparing food for him as he laid lazily on his bed. During his time recovering in the medical bay, he already re-watched his battle with the Emperor. The strength of his self-created technique still left him astonished. He could not simply make heads nor tail of it at the moment. “I guess I was missing a lot”. He muttered in resignation. He felt like he was really a country bumpkin before, not knowing about self-created techniques. How could he have been living without such an op knowledge? “Ignorance is really a curse”. After Emily finished preparing the food, she served and they both ate to their fill. After spending some time idle talking, she finally went to her room as he also decided to rest. He slept
After Clark and his group were informed that they arrived, they all came out to see the mind-blowing sight. This section of the sea was like a world on its own. Ships and structures that looked like buildings spanned across the surface of the sea, making it seem like a world in a fairytale to them. The environment around here was exaggeratedly boisterous as ships of different brands, sizes, and qualities sailed away, while others sailed in. As their fleet slowly moved forward, their emotions gradually changed from being awestruck to being completely dumbfounded as they arrived at a certain part of the world in the sea. A huge metal platform was erected in the middle of the sea with other smaller platforms erected around it, spanning across miles, looking like the pyramids of ancient Egypt. They finally saw the huge recognition flag. The unique flag of the Seafarers alliance waved, following the direction of the wind as it stood firmly in front
Clark and the others waited for about 30 minutes, which was ridiculously long for someone who said he would soon be here. No one complained though, they all waited patiently. This was power on display. Click!! A few minutes later, the door finally opened with a soft sound as a stern-faced man dressed in a suit entered the house. Closely following him were 5 other suited men, they clung to him like a shadow. Clark was silent as he observed the newcomer, while his thoughts ran unrestrainedly. He quickly cleared his thoughts as he stood up with the other gladiators, the Captain was already standing. “Good day General”. The Captain greeted while accompanying it with a military salute. “Good day General”. The gladiators quickly followed and greeted in unison, as the General finally arrived at their front. He kept silent as he sternly scrutinized them with his dark blue eagle sharp eyes for about 20 seconds before he finally broke the silence.
In another virtual training session of the Roman Empire team, the gladiators were engaged in a fierce battle. Boom!! Arthur rushed forward to trade blows with the opposing team’s main attacker, while the rest members of the team followed him to crack their opponent’s battle formation. It was remaining only 2 days before the virtual team tournament starts, and today was their scheduled last practice day, so they tried their last attempt to improve. Their current battlefield was the elite team simulated battleground, for team vs team training. Sabertooth simulated five 2nd rank high-grade soldiers to fight them, using the format of the real tournament. The battle became very heated, as Arthur’s spear quickly became a blur. He struck with his spear, like lightning, while his opponent counter-attacked with his broad sword, like thunder. As this continued, dust started flying everywhere as Clark suddenly advanced forward with immense speed.
Despite the Seafarers alliance not lacking high-grade soldiers, the gladiator tournament for high-grade soldiers was still extremely popular. At this age, practically everyone loved watching exciting battles. Clark’s team left in the morning, as their first virtual battle was scheduled today to start at 9:00 am. The alliance built a huge battle arena uniquely for the tournament. The Roman Captain drove them quietly to the arena as Mark did his work for the first time as a team captain, giving them a few words of advice and motivation. Though they all sat up to listen attentively, to them, all he was saying was just a load of crap. He was also inexperienced in the gladiator tournament. They just didn’t criticize him to give him face. On arriving at the large battle arena, they were led directly to their preparation room. On entering the preparation room, they were all shocked as they stared at the projection at the side of the room. They knew t
As soon as Clark returned with his teammates, they organized and did a small team celebration before deciding to rest and watch the other battles of the day. The Captain also took out time to congratulate them on their first victory. Their opponents today were not their match, so there was not much exciting stuff to discuss. The Lagoons team was among the freeloader teams, that were enlisted just to complete the quota for the tournament. In the end, they just teased Arthur for being a stingy teammate before going to spectate other matches. When analyzed logically, he was indeed stingy as he monopolized 2 of the easy opponents for himself. Half of the battles to be fought in the week were fought today. The battles were fierce as expected, as all the teams chosen had a certain degr
On exactly the day that the 3rd round team tournament battles ended, the battle fixtures for the individual tournament were revealed. [Round 1 of the individual battle tournaments- 1st day: Friday.] #1 The Fierce lion vs The Rakshasha #2 Godzilla vs Alligator #3 World dominator vs the Perfect brawler [2nd day: Saturday.] #1 The Stranded dragon vs Frenzy Shark. #2 The Killer of dragons vs The Versatile fighter. … Excitement filled the battle arena, as the individual battle fixtures were revealed. World dominator was without contest the most popular gladiator, as some spectators chanted his name vigorously like he already won the individual tournament. After knowing the day that he was to fight, Clark ignored every other thing and continued his intense training. As he trained, the days slowly rolled forward while the first individual battles scheduled on Friday were quickly concluded. The w