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THE BARD TALE

a liar a rogue just one of the many who tried to cross the fox

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DANCE

It's been a few days since I bought that martial art and it has been goddam useful like for right now.

I quickly fall Limp falling to my back with my hands behind my head as I do that a wooden sword whizz by where I was at.

I hold myself up and do a handstand kick at afro hands the sword was still there but I'm sure his hands are bruised.

I quickly fell back down on my handstand and positioned my feet to take a runner's position on the ground positioned like an athletic runner.

I go for a burst of speed at afro while he gets his bearings together I rugby tackle him to the ground.

while that happens afro hit me square in the ribs with the butt of his sword in quick succession he does that three times while I pin his two arms and wrap my hands around and choke his throat.

He manages to hit my legs with a few light hits with no strength behind them as his eyes start to close probably out of exhaustion.

I hear the sword master shout

STOP !!!!

Sword master was standing still observing me with a different view on who I am for better or worse I don't know.

He start to speak

You have won benten afro has lost

As he says those words there were murmurs about how afro was defeated instead of shock and worry all I was shown was shock and admiration for what I did.

Students take afro and benten back to their rooms for some rest

As the sword master listened to the murmurs his students were saying he again spoke

Kuma go escort afro to his room while sio helps benten to his.

Now you must be curious about how this happened right?.

[EARLIER THIS DAY]

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Third Pov

A strange young man was jumping or more accurately hopping in small chalk circles at fast paces alternating between different legs.

Every few minutes or so he would fall as the hours would pass and he did a variety of strange exercises

END OF POV

As I finally completed my set of exercises which mainly focused on mobility and the flow.

As I was complimenting future improvements for my body suddenly I spotted afro looking at me curiously.

He was just standing there as always with his look of indifference that some might misunderstand for contempt.

Where are those exercises from ?

Well I didn't expect that I would wonder what I would respond with the truth or lie ? let improvise

It is the noble bard art the originator of this Art traveled the lands with a powerful samurai of little known fame and reputation the samurai fought for vengeance as he travelled the lands and killed the wicked the strong and the foolish his name was Geralt of Rivera student of the wolf school.

Him and the bard were close friends the bard sang tales of his friend accomplishements but the samurai was his only audience. during the years they traveled together the bard became more and more refined in martial arts.

through his life and death struggles with the samurai of course he was no master but after decades of refinement it became the bard art

As I said my half assed explanation I waited for afro reaction.

So it is basically a cowardly art then with no commitment of being stronger

As I heard what afro said about my martial art I was more surprised that he was this brash no I think expressive to be fair I hardly know him.

Since he said this I've got to fight him some may be confused about why I came to this conclusion but right now he came into the thought process that I am a coward of course I could be a dumbass and risk my life so he gets the notion that I'm not a coward.

But a trustworthy peer who could be respected and with him in his times of need but I would rather just beat the shit out of him and it would help establish a reputable figure in the people's minds.

So my next choice of words are.

Then let's fight afro since I am a coward it should be easy