Xyrus Swordplay 1

“Then please guide me well.” I turn back to Professor Geist and draw Dawn’s Ballad. The translucent teal blade triggered gasps and mutters of amazement as even Geist looked at my sword, wide-eyed in wanting.

“Quite the nice weapon you got there. Since you are an Augmenter, I suppose it would be fair to let you choose which method you would like for me to fight in.” He shrugs his shoulders helplessly as he walks towards where his sword was embedded into the ground.

“It doesn’t matter.” I respond simply.

I could see a vein popping in annoyance from our Professor as he looks back at me.

“I Insist.” He retorts.

“Then please go with what you’re more confident in.” I take a couple steps forward, my face still peering deep into him, studying his every movements and actions.

Scum or not, this Professor was still a light yellow cla.s.s veteran Augmenter. The fact that he had the insight to use blue fire means that he’s pretty capable.

I see the once grinning professor scowl, as his face turns a bit red. I could tell he really wanted to leave an amazing impression on his class, and so far, I wasn’t giving him much face.

“Very well then. I’ll be sure to go easy on you.” The upper portion of his face betraying the smile he was trying to put on.

Pulling out his sword with ease, he makes his way towards me as well, his sword dancing around him gracefully as he handles it with little effort.

“CLANK!” He blinks towards me without warning, swinging his blade down with a force that wasn’t just ‘going easy’.

His sword was imbued in a layer of blue fire, the heat that radiated from it making deadly. After parrying his initial surprise attack I use wind attribute mana to keep the trail of fire away from me.

Being only able to use wind and earth mana made me have to really think about how to best utilize my assets to overcome a stronger opponent. While it would’ve been easy to use blue fire myself, I didn’t have that option right now.

His bombardment continues, the force of each swing and stab getting faster and stronger, as if trying to test the limit I could handle. Every time I parried it or dodged his attack with ease, his next attacks would be kicked up a notch.

I wasn’t using any spells to receive his attacks, just mana strengthening and pure sword technique, which seemed to frustrate our Professor even more.

“I’m sure the Disciplinary Committee aren’t only rats who keep dodging and running away.” He says loudly, putting on a joking face.

“Is there really a need for me to attack when our esteemed professor can’t even land an attack on a first year student?” I counter, putting on an innocent face.

He doesn’t answer as his lips contort in anger. By this time, a couple of the students have already caught on that this wasn’t just a simple demonstration, some whispering if they should call the Director or the Student Council over.

Professor Geist’s attacks become fiercer as he starts implementing several spells along with his attacks.

“Flame Pillar.” A stream of blue fire shoots up from the ground beneath me as I instantly sidestep to avoid it, countering him with a concise strike to his neck.

Catching him by surprise, in order to dodge my blade he jumps back a lot more than he has to, a bead of sweat forming.

“Even rats become deadly when cornered, Professor.” I shoot him a snide grin as I immediately close the distance between the two of us.

Appearing right next to him, I will wind mana around the blade of my sword as I prepare for a spell. Each swing I take forms a still path of wind, confusing Professor Geist who was still able to block my blows. Every swipe, every lunge, and every swing I took created an almost transparent path of air in its trajectory.

Professor Geist wasn’t trying to put on an act of confidence anymore, concentration etched unto his face as he tries to block my flurry of attacks.

He was reaching the edge of the arena as each blow from me forced him to take a step back, the flames on his sword flickering helplessly upon receiving each attack.

It’s about time to end this.

I will the surface of the ground where he was about to take his next step to concave in, making him slightly lose his balance. As expected of a veteran Augmenter, he stumbles for a split second but was able to soon regain his balance. However, that split second was all that I needed.

Tempest.

The dozens of trails of wind that was produced from each of my mana-instilled blade suddenly glows and shoots out. My assault reached its climax as the speed of my attacks increased, my blade becoming barely visible. All the while, the spell, Tempest, I just activated followed behind each of my attack, making my barrage a chain of both my sword and the sharp blades of wind.

“AHHH!” Overwhelmed by the sheer quantity of attacks that he couldn’t hope to all block, he stumbles unto his butt and rolls out of the arena.

“BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM…” The protective barrier that blocked all spells from going through flickered and cracked as my tempest spell bombarded against it.

“CLANGG” A very sharp sound was produced as the barrier broke. It was strong enough to block all but one last blade of wind from my spell, which grazed my Professor’s neck, producing a trickle of blood.

Fortunately, the Professor’s mana imbued body was strong enough so that my deadly blades of wind only grazed him, but he was still flat on his ass, his face pale in fright and knees shaking as I bury my blade in the ground right next to his carotid artery.

Pulling out my sword and putting it back into my dimension ring, I look down at our Professor. “Thank you for your guidance.”

As if on cue, the bell rings and I walk out of the room, leaving the entire class’s eyes wide and jaws slack.