“I am Judge from SHADOW!” Judge smiled and looked at the other party. “What’s your name?”
“I am Trix Shortle!” The woman spoke calmly.
“Nice name!” Judge smiled again. “You’re no match for me. If you still want to compete with the two people there later, I suggest you to surrender.”
“I’ve always heard that the people around Commander Gardner are all like him, overly confident. I didn’t believe it before, but now that I see it, it’s really true.” Trix Shortle didn’t seem to be angry. After that, she pulled out the long sword and continued, “Go ahead, if I am weaker than you, I’ll admit it!”
“Alright.” Judge shrugged his shoulders and didn’t try to persuade her.
“Face my sword!” Trix Shortle shouted with a deep voice, and her energy soared into the sky. Then, like a shadow, she rushed towards Judge at high speed, and the sword in her hand condensed into a beam that darted towards her opponent.
“Great!” Judge smiled indifferently and took two steps forward to face her attack. At his current strength, dealing with opponents at his level was no longer difficult.
After the collision of the attacks, Trix Shortle retreated back about ten or twelve steps before she could steady herself. Her face turned pale.
One collision told the difference.
“Continue?” Judge asked again.
“Again!” Trix Shortle took a deep breath and then activated her trump card.
She quickly flipped her wrist and pulled out several sword-like beams about 20 to 30 meters long towards Judge to stab him.
“Not bad!” Judge smiled. “But you’re still weak.”
After saying that, he activated all his might and poured 80% to 90% of his energy into the curved blade, then flipped his wrist and launched a fierce blade that was more than 100 feet long.
After a loud impact, Trix spewed blood like she had been slammed by a fierce beast. She then zoomed out of control and her energy were in chaos.
“Thank you!” After stabilizing herself, Trix wiped the blood off her mouth and said to Judge.
Until now, she knew how much difference there was between her and Judge. They were not even in the same league of beings. If he hadn’t spared her, she would have been dead or disabled now.
“Don’t mention it!” Judge shrugged his shoulders again.
“I quit fighting!” After that, Trix looked in the direction of the referee and walked off the platform.
Right at that moment, a loud noise sounded on the other stage.
Immediately afterwards, Harlan Holmes had been thrown like a broken kite in the air and thrown backwards, losing his big sword on the ground. He looked dejected as he landed more than 100 feet away and rolled several times before finally stopping. He coughed up blood, pale overall.
“Lord Holmes!” Several members of the Imperial Guard Bureau shouted out in alarm.
Billy and the others also frowned slightly at this sight. “As a minster of the Imperial Guard Bureau, you don’t have any strength left.” A man with a buzz head who had just fought with Harlan Holmes sneered as he looked at him.
“Aren’t you the great talent who hasn’t emerged for a hundred years from the Holmes clan? Get up! Let’s continue!” he mocked Harlan as he walked over.
“Harlan, stop it, surrender now!” Clara Holmes shouted.
Harlan climbed up from the ground and spat out another mouthful of blood, his eyes glaring at the short-haired man.
“Come again!”
“Still not willing to give up? Quite some backbone!” the man sneered. Speaking, without giving Harlan any time to recover, he swiftly advanced a few steps, slashing his large knife with a dazzling blade.
“Harlan, watch out!” Clara exclaimed once again.
“Hmm?” Harlan’s pupils shrank, unable to think much, he mobilized the remaining strength in his body, raising his hand to counter with a few gusts of force. However, with his already injured state, it was challenging to fend off the opponent’s attack. The blade tore through his defense, heading straight for his right arm.
At the critical moment, Harlan lunged to the side, leaving a deep bloody gash at his waist. A large amount of blood gushed out.
“Ugh…” After crashing heavily to the ground, he let out a muffled groan.
“Quite nimble in dodging!” the man sneered, continuing his assault. With a flick of his wrist, the blade gleamed once again.
“General Holmes, surrender!”
Seeing the imminent danger, Billy’s voice rang in Harlan’s ears.
“I… I give up…” Harlan, after evading the opponent’s strikes with several somersaults, solemnly shouted. Just as he uttered those words, as if ignoring him completely, the man swung another blade, this time directly aiming for Harlan’s right leg. At this moment, Harlan had no strength left to dodge.
“Huh?!” In the spectator seat, Billy frowned, a cold aura emanating.
Bang!
Just as Billy was about to intervene, the referee on the platform blocked the man’s blade.
“There are rules in the competition. Once one side surrenders, the other is not allowed to attack again. Did you not hear or simply ignore it?” The referee looked at the short-haired man sternly.
“This is a warning. If it happens again, severe punishment will follow!”
“He speaks so softly, who knows what he’s saying.” The short-haired man shrugged.
At the same time, he subconsciously glanced in Billy’s direction. He was well aware that if it weren’t for Billy’s words, Harlan Homes might not have given up so quickly.
“I heard it loud and clear from this distance. Can’t you?” The main referee furrowed his brow. After a brief pause, he didn’t continue the topic and turned his gaze to Harlan, asking, “This participant, do you want another chance to challenge the loser on the first platform?”
“No need!” Harlan, struggling to stand, turned and walked down from the platform.
For him, challenging Trix Shortle again held no meaning.
“Harlan, how are you?” Clara hurriedly approached.
“I’m fine, don’t worry,” Harlan waved his hand.
Passing by Billy, he slightly bowed, “Commander Gardner, I apologize for the trouble.”
“Take this pill, it will help with your injuries,” Billy took a pill from Stout and handed it over.
“Thanks!” Harlan accepted the pill and swallowed it.
“Lord Holmes, please rest in your seat. I’ll avenge you later!” Judge, who had just returned to his seat, spoke up.
“Thank you!” Harlan nodded and walked back to his seat with Clara.
The arena continued with the matches. Since Harlan gave up the duel with Trix Shortle, it was now up to Trix Shortle to decide whether to challenge the short-haired man. However, she also chose to forfeit, realizing that she was not a match for the short-haired man.
Two minutes later, Judge and the short-haired man stood on the first platform.