Martial Artist Battle

The moon was high above the cloud shining with its silver beauty.

The moon of today was round and its brilliance covered the entire stretch of clouds up above in the sky.

Under that picturesque night, where lovers could come under and whisper sweet nothing to each other

Instead of lovers, there was

Clink! crrinng!

Whoosh! Swoosh!

Ughhh! Pu! Puuu!!!

Argh! Ah!

Weapons clashing and killing sounds everywhere

People were dropping to the ground dead

Some with sword cuts on their neck or other parts of their body.

Some fell with arrows sticking out of their skin.

There are three groups involved in this confrontation.

One group wore black throughout, from their mask to their shoes.

The others wore red clothing with bloodthirsty and maniac smile on their faces.

This group in particular doesn't flinch even if they are being cut by others.

You must cut off their heads or Pierce their vital parts. If not, you can not kill them.

They always come after you like cockroaches.

The last group was a group made up of sixty individuals in green clothing.

The black group was initially a two hundred fearsome man group, and now?

They are left with one hundred and twenty of the best survivors.

And these survivors are reducing at an astonishing rate

The red group which is made of red psychos came with two hundred and fifty individuals and now, they are left with only two hundred individuals.

The most impressive thing about the whole group fight was that there were two groups in alliance against the other remaining group

It was group black and red against group green

And despite group green being outnumbered, they were the ones winning and at overwhelming odds

"Argh!!!" Screamed someone from group black.

A teammate of his looked to where the scream had ended and saw the unfortunate soul with a sword pierced into his chest

"How can this be possible?". With his whole body shivering and his voice stammering, the man asked himself

The eyes behind the mask were filled with fear as he looked at the green clothes group with a terrified gaze

As he was thinking of retreating

Swoosh~

Someone jumped in front of him and

Clank!!

He blocked the sword swing with his machete but he was pushed twenty-nine feet away while puking blood

He tried to stand up but he couldn't

Swoosh!

His head flew over as his mask was removed. And behind the mask was a middle-aged man's face that was filled with a shocked and terrified look

The last thing on his mind before his eventual doom was "How can they all be master-class martial artists?!!!"

The entirety of the green-clothed individuals were comprised of martial artist

And not just ordinary martial artists but 'Master Class Martial Artist' just two levels away from the peak of martial art.

Master class martial artists can travel at 10m/s at their top speed. That was for earth master class martial artist but this world master class martial artist can travel at 20m/s in their top speed.

The green robe's superiority in strength outclasss the red and black robe's superiority in quantity and numbers.

The black and red robe individuals were being killed swiftly. The green-clothed individuals not only have superior battle power but they can also come together in impeccable teamwork.

Their formation was outstanding. The other groups were like a pack of loose sand, a wolf pack without a leader, and an ant soldiers with no queen to direct them.

They couldn't make use of their maximum battle power. So they are being killed swiftly.

Only the red clothes endure the fatal attacks with utmost difficulty and do not die as fast as the black clothes, but it's a matter of time before they are all killed.

.....

Away from the annihilating group fight was another dangerous group fight

This one was made of two groups which totalled eighteen individuals. Seven as a group and eleven as its opponent

One in white and the other in red robe. The red robe was also part of the psycho men of red clothing but higher in the hierarchy

The place these men originate from is called 'Blood Flower Guild'

One of the most notorious evil martial arts sects and ranked last place in the top ten martial arts sects of the Sundai Region

Ranking in the top ten martial arts sects seemed to be a big glory to the commoners but to those in the know-how...

Ranking even as the number one martial art sect in Sealore could not even be compared to the worst cultivation sect in a poor region.

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"I didn't know that Sakuku could train martial artists of your caliber and even seven at that".

"Impressive!, Really impressive!"

"When vice leader Cobe Sale told us that the fight is not going to be easy, I thought he was over-exaggerating things and been his normal self".

"Been over-cautious" But!"

"Sakuku Satin is really impressive, to have seven grandmasters among his subordinate, Really impressive". Said a thin-looking man from among the red robes group

"What is impressive is you guys from the Blood Flower Guild, have thirty-three grandmasters and one god-level expert which is your guild leader"

"Me and my brothers are just humble folks staying in a tiny village compared to you all?" Said a slim and handsome middle-aged man who has a goatee carrying himself in a casual look from among the seven groups of white

The thin middle-aged man was speechless (You call yourself humble folks in a village). (Do you know some City-Lords do not even have one grandmaster expert as a subordinate)

(But here you all are, Seven grandmasters under one man)

(Sakuku Satin, who is he? And what kind of man is he?, if not for this mission, I wouldn't know there was such a terrifying man hidden under the guise of a village head).

(Hmph! No matter what he does today, he cannot escape death because... the lord wants him dead. The almighty sect head!)

"I am Abibe Rol". The thin middle-aged man stepped forward and announced his name with a flair

"I am most known as sword light king!"

As soon as he finished saying that

He drew out his sword with such an impossible speed that no trained or untrained eyes could follow

And the next thing was

whoosh~

The sound of air being torn followed by the gurgling of boiling water

No! It was not boiling water but the sound made from a cut-throat as blood came gushing out of the laryngopharynx of the slim and handsome man with a goatee

The sound was caused because of the friction between the blood and air.

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What happened was that Abibe noticed that they would take a loss even if they won the battle

So he plotted to take out the strongest among them. The only one with a peak grandmaster strength

He came in as a gentleman introducing himself, then he did the short-distance flicker

When in motion from the hyper-speed

he could concentrate and with a faster speed, draw his sword to take the life of the slim and handsome man with a goatee before he could reply to Abibe's introduction or introduce himself.

"Brother!!!". The remaining six people screamed. Then with an angry face, they attacked Abibe

Swoosh~ swoish~

They attacked him from all sides.

Throat, spinal cord, knees, heart, liver, lower body

With swords, a saber, staff, and rods

Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!

Abibe blocked all the attacks with a fast sword movement

It was so blinding that you could not look straight at the sword

Although he blocked the attack blood still trickles from his mouth

Handling six grandmasters was too much for him but it was impressive to take six grandmasters' attack and not send flying

With a red face, Abibe roared

Attack!!!

The other red robes spring into action and whoosh~

Pu! Slinng! Skiing! Clanng! Kreee! Puu! Pahh!

In not more than seconds, two more have died

Before the ten red robes could finish the remaining white robe

Whooosh~

Creee!

"Ahhh!"

One of the red robes fell to his death with a stone impaled in his right eye

"Who is there?". The remaining nine shouted. and Abibe who was about to sit down to recuperate his injury remained standing with a jolt (What powerful strength and accuracy!) He thought

And as they ready their self for a powerful enemy. What appeared before them with a walk was a boy

Who was dressed in simple black clothes that lacked design, 165cm tall, a wide shoulders a lean and sculpted physique

He has black curly hair, a good-looking face, and those eyes

The eye gleam with delight and radiates happiness but if you look closely enough, you will see a dark depth in it

A depth that holds no mirth, only an untold abyss

"Is this the White Nightmare I have heard about?, What a disappointment!".

The boy shakes his head as he sighs for what only he knows

"Kid! Who are you?". Abibe narrowed his eyes as he asked?

"Me!" The boy pointed to himself and with a laugh he said

"I am Zeron, Remember to tell Hades that I said hi when you visit him later"

Zeron said with a silly grin

But the red robes do not find it funny

Whoosh~