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Chapter 107: - Lucky Miss-

Chapter 107: - Lucky Miss-

Unexpectedly, to both Blake who said and his other cousins. Max gave a thankful nod and turned towards the hang shields.

Picking the one of red and white color, he silently weighed it.

The shield was broad and slightly curved. Tall enough to cover his shoulders and shin if held correctly.

Other than its red and white color, there was also a carved crest on its wood frame. Enforced by a cross thin metal that extended to its edges, a metal edging.

Inserting his arm through the arm brace, Max judged it to be at least 5 pounds.

On the other hand, seeing Max flex his arm weightlessly, having strapped the shield, they all drew a silent breath.

"Come on, we don’t have all day." Blake seeing this disgruntledly hurried him.

’Always aura farming.’ he thought reproachingly, affirming his desire to show Max the level of difference in both skills and how they grew up.

Nodding to Blake’s words, Max calmly strutted forward.

A helm, breastplate, shield and sword. Taking the stance he felt he was most comfortable with. Max raised his shield with one hand and his sword in the other. Visioning himself to be quite valiant, he didn’t notice the thin smile that curled up their lips.

His valiant look and novice stance looked quite comedic. To the girls he looked quite cute.

"Got some skills huh?" Speaking behind his helm, Max could hear the mockery within.

Not bothering with any fancy stance, Blake began with a fanciful move of swinging his sword while appearing to be cautiously moving towards Max.

"Here I come cuz." Giving a mocking reminder, Blake quickened his movement, a zig zag pattern and then swung the sword with all his might.

From the extension of his arm, it was evident that he wanted to take Max down by causing his arm to dent backward after receiving his attack with the shield. Then he would take that chance to point his sword at his neck.

Just like he expected, Max received the sword with the shield. However, the sword hacked into the wood and didn’t move further, Max’s arm remained firm and studious, not bulging a bit from receiving the attack.

Silence...

Everyone drew a subtle breath.

Seeing his opponent stunned without moving, after failing to draw back his sword. Max drew back the shield, dislodging the sword from it and pointed his sword towards the former’s neck.

In Blake’s mind, the scene of Max stumbling from blocking his sword shattered like a glass. Reality presented him with his own defeat.

Instantly his face flushed with embarrassment behind his helm, squeezed like wretched shit.

Taking his opponents silence as conceding, Max calmly withdrew his sword.

"No more newbie treatment, you’ve used your chance and I wasn’t serious just now." Squeezing the words through his teeths, he raised his sword and pointed it at Max. Causing the latter to be speechlessly amazed.

’Wow.’ Max thought but uttered another thing.

"Okay." He nodded in agreement and took off the shield straps. Dropping it to the side.

Despite taking a novice simpleton stance this time, no one felt it was funny. Instead they all squint their eyes.

Without any fancy movement, Blake silently dashed towards him, and when he was so close that it seemed like he wouldn’t stop. His feet took a quick sturdy stance, planting him to the ground. Swinging the sword horizontally, the inertia from his earlier dash traveled through both hands which held the sword, then to the sword itself. Adding more force to it.

It was a fluid transition, one which looked seamless.

If Max failed to dodge it, then he would end up with swollen pain around his rib area, that’s after the breastplate blocked the sword from cutting through.

Without his shield, if that he wasn’t lacking fear or zero confidence in his strength. Then his heart would have wavered, clouding his perception and being unable to detect the blade since it was swung horizontally.

Promptly reacting, Max took two quick steps backwards, extending beyond the reach of the blade as it waved past him.

It was a shallow miss, blocking an horizontal slash that close still presented risk. Not wagering anything, Max chose not to block the sword.

However, by doing so, Blake no longer had a target to transfer the force. It missed and the stance broke. In order not to end up with an embarrassing stumble, he let go of the sword instead.

Max’s eyes widened, Noah’s eyes widened and same was it for everyone else, including the quiet Daisy who had been exchanging glances with Noah. Except Blake the preparator.

The sword upon leaving his grip glided through the air in a straight manner.

There, Olivia who had just stepped in was about to close the door. When she ducked downward to pick something up. Just a single instant after that, the broad sword flew past where her head would have been and collided with the wall of the hallway outside.

Clang! It made a sharp metal sound and dropped to the floor after losing its momentum.

Silence echoed through the atmosphere.

The only clueless people were the two siblings, Blake who was 18 and Olivia 17.

"What?" Blake asked out of reproach, noticing the way they were looking at him. However, he realized he wasn’t the one they were looking at but the door. No, the person that just happened to duck up after the remnant clang settled.

Olivia picked up the cuff, examining it seriously before she realized many eyes were gazing at her.

"Geez, I knew you would do this Blake-" As her eyes settled on Max knightly form, she glared at her brother, only to see he was a bit roughed up. Wearing a helm, Max was still holding a sword but he wasn’t.

Glancing at her brother’s empty hand, she followed their gazes in a monotone manner.

"Shit!" Blake cursed, quickly taking off his helm and dashing off through a smaller door that was quite easy to miss.

"He almost killed you!" Ava shouted, quickly alerting Olivia who at this moment glanced at the cuff then at Max before dashing after the door Blake left through.

"Come here!" She shouted chasing after him.

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