Elfe :

The Coliseum is going to be a huge way to level up and gain experience. That's why I promised myself that I would only use [Pressure of the War God Ares] as a last resort. This thirst for blood from the spectators affected me, it boiled cells in me that I had never known existed. I craved glory, a recognition of my strength that was too often ignored in my old world.

I needed people to know that I exist, me Max the samurai gladiator, the one whose existence makes people tremble just by saying his name. I went out sleepless in the dark night, I needed to evacuate. I paid 200 MB for 2 hours of training room use. Once inside I took Marée Noire out of its sheath. I stand on guard before abruptly executing slashing movements while spinning in the air.

I chained an attack defense still clumsy but which began to become more and more fluid. The emotions of the evenings have calmed down as has my mind. I started to capture every change in my body, I followed a drop of sweat that ran down my back, my blood accelerated and my mind was invaded by the same black as my blade.

She has become part of my body. An extension of myself. With me and in this state, she came to life. I felt his great desire for glory which resonated with mine but above all I felt his rule of honor which should never be flouted. Once the fight begins, I will not have the right to flee. Either I win or I die but flight or resignation is not tolerated. My combos became more and more perfect as I transcended my old mastery of the blade. Black tide guided my body in movements that were then unknown to me.

All night I rehearsed and rehearsed and rehearsed, thousands of times, blood flowed from my hands and when the dawn broke [Ding...by your perseverance and skill you acquired the skill little samurai ]

[Description: Strike after strike improves your art, so this skill allows each of your strikes to be better than the last in a duel.]

[Due to your desire to grow with the blade a dexterity stat has been updated]

<status>

Name: Max

Level: 9 (EXP: 2090/6400)

Race: Human

[Statistics]

Strength: 23

Agility: 25

Dexterity: 5

Sense: 25

Vitality: 25

Magic: 15

Stat Points Available: 0

[Innate Ability]

None

[Skills tab]

[Active]:

[Pressure of the god of war Ares]

[Force Boost]

[Darkness of the Underworld]

[Passive]: [Athena's Eyes]

[Little Samurai]

[Snake Dodge]

[Scan]

[Sense of Magic]

[Recovery]

[Equipment]

[Hermes Boots]

The Helmet of Hades]

[Oil Spill]

[Tip] Each time a stat reaches 10, a skill will be unlocked and will be boosted every 10 levels.

[Other informations]

0 free draws remaining in the lottery.

I'm really looking forward to leveling up and seeing how this increased stat will feel on my body and how much it will strengthen me.

I noticed that after this training session my EXP had grown by 90, it wasn't much but it was 2 horned wolf kills nonetheless.I sat in the break room and put on my hood as if to indicate that I didn't want to be disturbed. That's when I saw him again, the elf looking sad. She was training opposite me. We were only two in the room. She held a blade as slender as her waist, her hair fluttering with every elegant movement, and her almond-shaped blue eyes were sharper than her sword. She was able to put pressure just with her eyes. She manages to deceive the senses by pretending that the danger comes from two different places when there is only the sword and its gaze. A kiai came out of his mouth and mounds of ice came out of my land after yet another slash of his sword.

They headed...they headed...wait but they're headed at me!

Immediately I get up to dodge, my hand on the katana, my finger pushes the sheath and like a ghost I unsheath in a quick strike. To my great surprise his fine sword does not break under the edge of my katana. It must be made of hard materials that I don't know.

We passed in a ballet of exchanges of blows, thanks to [little samurai] my blows are faster, more precise, harder to counter and more powerful but strangely she manages to follow the rhythm.

My mind can no longer follow my body, it is so driven by skill. Blood starts pouring out of my nose, there's no way I'm going to lose. Black Tide is forcing me to finish this fight. So I activate [Pressure of the god of war Ares].

Surprised she is unable to move, therefore to block my attack which then arrives at lightning speed. My katana lands square on his hip and sends him flying into the wall of the practice room. Strangely my blade did not cut but rather made a crystalline noise when touching it. I thought she passed out but she gets up in a rage that made me take 3 steps back.

Like a ghost she appeared in front of me at super fast speed. A punch hits me in the stomach, I felt 4 ribs snap before fainting.

Total defeat.