“Here I come!” Arlo yelled as he charged at Nathan without drawing his sword.
He moved so quickly that he closed the distance between them in just the blink of an eye.
Whoosh!
He raised his gloved fist and slammed it down on Nathan's chest like a meteor.
Without even thinking about it, Nathan clenched his fist and countered with a punch as well.
Boom!
A deafening boom echoed throughout the area when their fists collided.
The impact was so great that both of them were knocked back as a result.
Arlo stumbled quite a few steps backward before he could stabilize himself.
He narrowed his eyes and said solemnly, “As expected of the God of War of Eurasia... You truly are worthy of me taking this fight seriously!”
Arlo then pulled the visor of his helmet down, covering his face entirely as he drew his sword.
“Go on. Draw your sword!”
Nathan nodded and drew The Unsullied as he said calmly, “Let's continue.”
Swoosh!
Arlo charged forward at lightning speed, his sword leaving a trail of light behind it as he slashed at Nathan.
Nathan took a step forward and raised The Unsullied to block Arlo's attack, resulting in a loud clang as their weapons clashed.
The two continued to engage each other in fierce combat.
Arlo's fighting style was elegant, yet aggressive at the same time. Those who watched him fight would always find themselves captivated.
Nathan's fighting style, on the other hand, was straightforward and brutal due to his military training. He preferred to keep his techniques simple, but that didn't make him any less dangerous in combat.
Deafening metallic clangs continued to echo throughout the area as the two fought aggressively.
In just one minute, they had exchanged over thirty blows.
Arlo was starting to get impatient when he realized how hard it was to take Nathan down.
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