Chapter 312

"Bear witness for me-after I kicked this traitor out, he felt

vindicated and returned to challenge. me. Since the official battle

hasn't kicked off, I shall do some warmups to entertain you all."

Luther's booming voice instantly attracted everyone's attention. He

was keen to set up a precedent to deter any future traitors and rebuild

his reputation!

"Hey! Why is your friend up there in the ring?" Ralph, Abby, and the

others came up to Dustin with curious and odd expressions.

"He's getting some personal grudge out of the way" Dustin offered a

curt answer.

"Personal grudge?" Abby was a little doubtful. "Do you know who that

other guy on the platform is? He's Mr. Williams from Boulderthorn! Well,

of course, he's not as great as Tatum, but he's decent! He's at the same

level as Grandpa!"

"And?" Dustin was unimpressed

"How can your friend fight off Mr. Williams with his subpar skills?

He'll be crushed and humiliated!" Abby shook her head.

Ralph nodded. "That's right. I'd advise you to talk your friend out

of the ring. Even I might not be able to fight Mr. Williams, let alone

that young man"

"There's no talking him out of it. The two are destined to fight

today. Their fates are in the hands of God," Dustin answered.

"You should listen to the wisdom of your elders lest you suffer

unnecessarily. You'll see what I mean later." Ralph clasped his hands

behind his back in a manner that suggested he had seen it all, but Dustin

merely smiled at the old man.

In the ring on the platform, Luther stared straight at Maximus with a

smirk. "You chose the harder path, didn't you? If death is what you want,

I shall grant your wish!"

"Bring it on!" Maximus was cold and fearless.

"Killing you is a piece of cake!" Luther slowly unsheathed the sword,

and with a leap, he broke into a run toward his opponent. When he got

near Maximus, the sword in his hand started trembling. In a second, the

air was filled with illusions of the sword, confusing the eyes of the

viewers and making it hard to discern reality from illusion.

"He used the Illusory Sword Technique! That was a surprise. He went

ahead with the technique that launched his fame! Seems like he wants this

over with."

"Poor dude! Mr. William's Illusory Sword Technique is ever-changing

and hard to defend against. Not even I could block the moves."

The crowd murmured and commented.

"Hmph!" With a shake of the body, Maximus unsheathed his sword and

held it in one hand. He repeated what Luther did and launched his attack

with the same moves.

Soon, the two were in the heat of the battle. The swords and their

illusions created a web of flashes. Sparks could be seen flying along

with the clanking of metal.

"Hah! I taught you all your moves, and now you're trying to use them

against me! How ridiculous. Now, it is time to give you a taste of the

third move you have never mastered!" While speaking, Luther waved his

hand to make his sword turn back. The sword was aimed at Maximus'

abdomen. It was the move that Luther had used to destroy Maximus earlier.

He was confident that Maximus could not defend against the move, even if

it were his second time experiencing it.

They heard the sound of the blade ripping through flesh, and

suddenly, the arrogant Luther froze up. When his sword was inches away

from Maximus' abdomen, he finally realized that Maximus' sword had

pierced through his arm, immobilizing his move.

"How is that possible?" Luther's expression crumbled. He had never

expected Maximus to defend against the attack and counterattack by

hacking those moves. How could Maximus gain that insight within a mere

few days?