Section 54: Admit defeat

Ashrufat himself has to admit that this Chaos Champion is very powerful. It's not the kind of casual talk that is powerful, but the type he's encountered for the first time. The other party is not inferior to him in terms of strength or degree. And the advantage of weight and weapon length (plus arm length) allowed him to completely control the battle, and Ashrufat could only see the move.

I don't know if it's because the other party has the ability to control himself or the negative impact of this Chaos armor, but now that his tried and tested "misleading" technique is completely ineffective. Sag's attacks didn't stop for a second.

In other words, being cornered at this time was not because he deliberately released water, nor because he despised his opponent, but because he was forced to retreat to this corner when he really had no choice. At this time, the battle has reached its end, like a tiger has been driven into a corner. At this moment, it was impossible for Ashrufat to continue to retreat, and his instinct as a warrior told him that he had no choice but to use the tactic of exchanging injuries for injuries. At the cost of being attacked by the enemy, in exchange for the opportunity to attack the enemy.

Of course, because of the armor he wears, the so-called "injury for injury" does not mean that he will actually be seriously injured. But that's just the greatsword that Sag is holding in his hand at the moment...... Well, even this set of Chaos armor with magical effects may not be able to withstand a sword.

Heavy weapons, i.e., weapons that rely on their own weight rather than their blades, are often seen as the nemesis of armor. Chaos armor is no exception to this.

At the moment of life and death, Ashrufat could only throw all the previous rhetoric back to his mind. If the battle is for glory, probably the Chaos Evil God will sue you directly, and the victor will have glory. What is that? Can you win?

He gripped his weapon tightly, ready to fight for the last sword. The odds of winning between the two sides are five-five, and this five-five-win odds already include the kind of miserable victory after injury.

Eshurufat regretted that if he had been able to put on his invulnerable magic cloak beforehand, he wouldn't have been so passive now. Well, but there is no regret medicine for sale in any world.

Next, he could only wait for Sag's attack, and then counterattack after the team's undodging attack. He didn't take the initiative to attack because Sag had already grasped the distance very accurately (he only relied on the difference in weapons and arm lengths between the two sides to take the initiative), and the initiative to attack was in vain.

And he knew that Sag would do it. Because Sag doesn't need to make any changes, just attack at the pace he just had.

This is the natural advantage of those who have the initiative in battle.

However, Ashrufat was surprised to see that Sag had not attacked for a long time.

Well, on the surface, both men seem to be gathering strength for this final blow, because it's up to them to win. But it was only – and should have been – a very brief gap, and now it's been too long. While Sag may have faith in himself, he was fighting a Chaos Lord anyway. As a Chaos Champion, he should not and cannot be careless and give the other party too much time to rest, observe, and think.

No...... Problematic...... Ashrufat suddenly realized this. In the originally terrifying eyes under the other party's helmet, a trace of hesitation was added at some point. What's going on? So much so that he has the initiative in battle, and then suddenly cringe at the last moment?

"Hurry up. The spectator, Flint on the side, shouted. "Master Ashrufat is probably tired of it and wants to solve it. ”

The hesitation in Sager's eyes deepened.

What's going on?

While Ashruphat was equally confused, Flint continued. "Look at you panting like this...... Forget it, Master Aerufat is just playing with you. Don't you think it's ridiculous and stupid to be alone there performing a monkey show, if he doesn't want to kill you...... It's better for you to admit defeat obediently, and don't see other people's tolerance as your own victory. ”

I see...... Ashruphat instantly understood. Although Flint said so, Ashruphat himself knew that he had given it his all. The reason why he didn't have a quick breath was because he had a special constitution - speaking of which, if a person didn't need to eat or drink, it was a trivial thing to exercise vigorously without breathing, which was not so surprising.

"Very nice. Once again, a voice broke the silence of the battle. It was Ashrufat who spoke. "You're really amazing. If it's Chaos Lord Artorian, I think you should have half a chance of defeating him. As long as you can make the first move, as long as you firmly grasp the initiative of the battle as you did just now......"

Sure enough, the hesitation in Sage's expression increased a little. Well, that's the difference between a warrior with a brain and a warrior who fights on fury and bloodthirsty impulses. If it were a horrified Chaos Champion, he might not want to rush over and fight at all. But this Sag, who is good at swordsmanship, is different. Because he is a man with brains.

The mistake of smart people is often not that they are not ill-conceived, but that they think too much.

Flint, who was on the side, didn't think much of it. He now has a blind trust in Ashrufat, which is twofold, on the one hand, he had witnessed Ashrufat defeat Atolian before. Flint had fought against Atorian (though only in one move), so he knew just how strong Aerufate could be to defeat Atorian. On the other hand, although the shape of the battle just now was that Ashrufat had been pressed and beaten by Sag, but Ashrufat didn't even take a breath of air, while Sag, who was in the advantage, was panting like a cow. So he decided that Ashrufat was only because he hadn't used all his strength—or even much effort—because of his previous promises.

"Your swordsmanship is good, but ...... It's too offensive, and the defensive ability is not good. Ashrufat said.

As he spoke, he could clearly see a slight change in Sag's posture. Just now he was completely attacking, but now, Sag was clearly a little backward and conservative. It's a slight change that the audience on the side can't feel it, only the opponent who is facing each other can feel it.

"Come on. For the first time, Ashrufat took the initiative to take a step forward. It was a provocation that upset the balance, and Sag could only respond immediately: he had only two options, either retreat or attack immediately.

A sadistic champion can't make the first choice, even if he knows he can't win.

"You brought it on yourself!" Sag roared, striking a hard blow.

The blow was not a blow to Ashrufat's body, but to his sword. This is a combat technique that uses the weight advantage of one's greatsword to forcibly shake the opponent's sword away when engaging with the opponent's sword, so as to provide a better opportunity for one's next sword. And due to the difference in the weight of the weapon (and the weight of the two people), there is no way to resist this trick. Even if Ashrufat blocks this blow, he will be carried back by the impact of the opponent, thus losing the opportunity to counterattack, and can only retreat step by step to avoid the opponent's next round of attacks.

But it's clear that on the surface it was Sag who took the initiative, but in fact it was defensive swordsmanship rather than offensive swordsmanship. This sword does not seek to hurt the enemy, but only to hinder the enemy.

The moment the two swords collided, the withered sword disappeared from Ashrufat's grasp. Sag struck with all his might, and swung it completely. His body lost his balance and staggered half a step forward.

Half a step is enough.

Ashruphat jumped up, and the special structure of the Chaos armor allowed it to allow the wearer to perform more complex movements. He took advantage of the precious time when his opponent lost his balance and slammed a punch into Sag's face.

The screeching of metal sounded. Sag avoided being hit with a fist head-on, but the real target of the blow was the helmet, and Aerufat grabbed the edge of the helmet and threw it out.

Now, he has a best target to attack.

Sag wanted to collect his sword and come back to protect himself, but the two sides were already close. The so-called whip is beyond the reach of a long whip, but at this time it has a different meaning. This was not the range of the longsword's attack, so his efforts became futile. Ashrufat threw a second punch, and this time, the steel fist hit him in the nose.

The sharp pain in his nose made him dizzy. He wielded his greatsword indiscriminately, quite blocking the enemy's onslaught. But it was in vain, his greatsword was too long, too big, and too heavy to fit such a dexterous close-quarters attack. He retreated, trying to distance himself from his sword, but Ashrufat clung to him. One punch, two punches...... The fist hits only those where the armor is weak or easily stressed, but the main thing is to attack the head. Sag stepped back, stumbling on his feet, slumped from his inability to escape the melee attack. Then, a punch hit him in the abdomen.

Even through the Chaos armor, the huge impact force penetrated deep into his abdomen, making him bend over.

And the last thing his eyes saw was an oncoming fist with iron gloves.

The battle is finally over. Sag lay on the ground, his back to the sky, panting violently, his face covered in blood. His greatsword was still in his hand, but it didn't mean anything.

In front of his nose rested the tip of the magical longsword. Anyone knows that if the victor sends the sword forward, then the abusive warrior will have to declare his life over.

Some Apocaustic Warriors rush even in hopeless battles because they want to sacrifice their blood to the Blood God - which is why Apocaustic Warriors are often seen as insane, even in the midst of Chaos. However, this warrior named Sag clearly did not belong to this category. Faced with the long sword almost touching the tip of his nose, Sag did not make any dangerous movements, let alone raise his sword to resist.

Eshurufat had guessed that the man named Sag was different from the other warriors of the Sadomasochism - there was almost no madness in his eyes (which he had seen many times), but instead there was a calmness that belonged to a warrior. Instinctively, Ashrufat felt that only a warrior who had honed his fighting skills (rather than fighting with his bestial instincts) could have such a gaze. This conjecture has now been proven.

"Who won?" asked Ashrufat. His expression was hidden under his helmet, so that no one could see that he was breathing a sigh of relief. If the other party hadn't made a wrong judgment just now, I'm afraid I don't know what would have happened.

"I lost. Sag spat out a mouthful of blood. Just now, he had received several blows to the face from Ashrufat, and there was blood between his mouth and nose. Thankfully, though, the attacks only caused some bruises and a small amount of bleeding, and there were no real serious injuries. "Sure enough...... Am I not worthy of this honor?"

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