Lance VS. Sword

"Moscov and Hilda already move up to semi finals! And now Ladies and Lords let's move up to our third match!"

"the audience fired up again*

"On my right side, The Lancer, The Mighty General, The Warlord! It takes an army to stop Him! Let's welcome! ZIIIIIIIILOOOOOONG!!!

Plaudits from the audience as Zilong appears on the Stage.

"And Now, begin to amaze! The War Goddess!"

*The crowd is getting louder with shouts and applause*

"The Rose on the Battlefield! "

*the audience gone wilder and louder.

"The Conqueror! LADIES AND LORDS, a round of applause as we welcome, FREEEEEEEEEEEEYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!"

*the arena were filled with ear cracking shouts, applause and praises as Freya enters the stage*

"Let the battle begin!! "

The two remain standing in the stage...

"Aren't you going to attack me Mr. Zilong? or are you afraid to come near me? "

Zilong remain silent...

"Did you bite your tongue?"

"No I haven't! It's not my style to fought a lady."

Freya got serious expression on what Zilong said.

"So is that an insult? You have your high pride with You! Let me demonstrate that a lady can take down a man!"

Freya takes her stance.

"Goddess Strike!!! "

A swift air cutter came out towards Zilong right after she sway her sword. Zilong took the damage and he spills blood in his mouth.

"How the hell did she do that? Did you see it Lancelot"

"Yes Roger I've seen it. It looks like we have a perilous opponent in this competition. It seems that sword can penetrate even the hardest armor!"

"That was a clean hit my Lady Freya. You are indeed a very strong foe. "

"You are still looking down on me Huh! Fight me seriously!"

Zilong thinks deeply and talks to his mind...

"I don't want to fight the girl I love in this arena. Damn, I think I must concede defeat already, but... I will prove to you my Dearest Freya that I'm strong so that you will recognize me. "

Next Chapter: Clash of Love!