Chapter 41 Defeated Opponent

The members of the Sword Skill Association began to gloat over the fact that their first attack had gained the upper hand.

"The first attack was blocked, and this was the vice president."

"Yes, you are right. He is bragging, but in fact, that's the truth."

"I've told you that he is no match for Kalo. He comes to humiliate himself."

Besides them, some onlookers also shook their heads.

They didn't know much about swordsmanship. They only knew that if Marcus's attack was blocked, he would be at a disadvantage.

Kalo had always been proud of himself. Now after hearing what the people around him said, he raised his head proudly to Marcus, fiddling with the iron sword in his hand, and said, "Are you sure you want to continue?"

If Marcus didn't win, he could show his strength. Unfortunately, his plan was doomed to be wrong.

Marcus didn't say anything. He just raised his sword to his chest.

This was a posture of challenge, and more words were not as clear as what he wanted to have a real fight.

Watson and Parker looked at the two on the stage, not in a hurry at all.

"The vice president is testing. When the situation is almost clear, he will take action."

Watson had known Marcus well these days and guessed what he was going to do.

"I know. It's just a step. What can I see?"

Parker nodded calmly.

As for the other members of the Sword Skill Association, they were not depressed now. They were still full of confidence and looked at the competition.

The winner or loser could not be decided just by this move or a word.

If you had the ability, you could continue and let the truth speak.

"The people from the Sword Skill Association are so naive. Do they really think that a third-grade man can survive for fifth-grade one"

"Who knows? I think they are all crazy now."

"Of course, I will. If I surrender, I won't be so humiliated as to be defeated!"

They whispered.

Looking at the Sword Skill Association, the crowd couldn't understand why they were still insisting.

In the final analysis, they could only guess that maybe they were too arrogant. In this situation, they still thought that they might win.

"Since you want to continue, don't say that I haven't given you a chance."

Kalo also put his sword in front of his chest. The battle between the two sides was about to break out.

Last time, Marcus used the chip to fuse the cross wind and rain swordsmanship.

Moreover, he had reached the highest level of proficiency in the cross wind and rain swordsmanship and hadn't let it truly display its power in the battle.

Today was the day.

The cross wind and rain swordsmanship were mixed with the surging power of the cross cutting and the gorgeous and delicate wind and rain swordsmanship.

Marcus started the fight seriously, and they could fight each other.

Then Marcus's attack became more and more powerful, almost approaching Kalo step by step.

The onlookers' eyes lit up in an instant.

They had thought that Marcus would lose in one move, but they didn't expect that they would fight.

"Marcus is very fast. The sword in his hand seems to be integrated with him and will attack wherever he goes."

"That's right. But is his sword skill too messy? I've been watching it for a long time, but I can't even capture their figures."

Everyone made a fair evaluation of the current situation.

The sword in Marcus's hand almost covered his whole body.

The advantage of the cross wind and rain strike was fully displayed in his hands.

"No, it shouldn't be a mess. I think he practiced in order."

Suddenly, someone shouted. He fixed his eyes on Marcus and saw every move of Marcus clearly.

Kalo complained.

The man on the other side was too difficult to deal with.

His sword move was very strange. He was about to stand in front of him, but when he was ready, his sword move suddenly changed direction and attacked in another place.

He was in a hurry, but he was unable to defend himself.

In particular, this sword move was in a mess and there was no trick at all.

The first loophole appeared in Kalo's moves.

Of course, Marcus didn't let it go. He tried to catch up with this loophole and tried to block it with Kalo in a hurry.

He didn't realize that Marcus had completely controlled the pace of the battle.

"I don't think I'm wrong. Marcus seems to have the upper hand now."

"This third-grade student is too horrible. Can he suppress the fifth-grade student?"

"Look at his sword moves. We're already dazzled by them. What will it feel if we fight against him inside?"

This should be a chilling and horrible feeling.

Just thinking of this, everyone shivered and dared not to continue to think about it.

Marcus's sword went straight to Kalo.

When he lost his mind, he became Marcus's prey, being slaughtered by Marcus.

Kalo clenched his teeth, sweating.

All he thought about was that he couldn't fail.

If he failed here, he would really lose his fame in the future.

However, it was impossible for everything to go as he wished.

Marcus's swordsmanship was rigid and soft, which made him in a hurry.

This swordsmanship had already made his scalp tingle.

"I think the sword skill in his hand seems to be the cross cutting, but it's a little different."

Someone murmured, guessing what kind of sword skill Marcus had used and how powerful it was.

"Why do I think it's the wind and rain swordsmanship? Look at his several sword strikes and thrusts, all of which have soft and gorgeous shadows of the wind and rain swordsmanship,"

Another man shook his head and retorted.

The wind and rain swordsmanship should be the one Marcus used.

"Nonsense! Don't you see his swordsmanship is so powerful? How could it be the wind and rain swordsmanship?"

The person who first spoke was somewhat unconvinced and directly refuted.

"How can I be wrong?"

The two were about to quarrel.

Watson then burst into laughter. He turned to them and said, "You two don't need to worry. You are right, but neither of you is right."

What did this mean?

The two looked at Watson, and the people around them were waiting for Watson to answer their questions.

"The swordsmanship he is using now is a fusion of two swordsmanship's, so the cross cutting and the wind and rain swordsmanship are right. There are even some shadows of the meteor strike in the previous move."

It turned out that this seemingly chaotic swordsmanship was actually a fusion.

No wonder he was able to be the vice president. Not everyone had such a wonderful idea.

The look in Orianna's eyes became brighter and brighter. She looked at Marcus and nodded. "He's so great. This method is so wonderful."

As she didn't lower her voice deliberately, what Orianna said was completely heard by Kalo.

This made Kalo even more annoyed.

People from the Iron Sword Association began to praise Marcus. He couldn't let him continue to be in the limelight.

"Ah!"

Kalo roared and rushed to Marcus. He moved faster and his sword moves became complicated.

However, Kalo ignored one thing.

He was no match for Marcus.

So his anger was only temporary power-driven by his incompetence.

Although Kalo's attack was fierce, his strength was not as good as before.

Marcus looked at his moves and found that there were more and more loopholes in them.

Of course, Marcus wouldn't let go of this opportunity.

When Kalo failed to defend himself, Marcus seized one of his loopholes and stabbed at him.

The sword came straight to Kalo's face. To his surprise, he hit his sword on the ground.

The sword was getting closer and closer to Kalo.

With his current speed and curve, he could directly cut off his head.

It was too late to put his sword away.

Marcus frowned and tried his best to reduce his strength. He turned over the sword blade and patted the back of the sword on Kalo's chest.

Although he had reacted in time, this kind of power was still not easy to bear.

Kalo's face suddenly turned pale, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. He directly knelt down on the stage.

There was no doubt that he had lost, and now it was a terrible loss.

Kalo had no strength at all because he must have been seriously injured in this competition.

Marcus looked down at him, a defeated follower.