A Man Like None Other - Season 10 Episode 13

“Mr. Chance…”

Theodore wanted to know if Jared was confident in beating Ichiro, for he thought it would be better for the man to just surrender. Losing face is nothing compared to getting cut down like that.

In response, Jared simply kept silent and gave Theodore a reassuring look, so the man said nothing else but shifted his attention back to the arena.

By then, the arena had already been cleaned up. Enraged, the Thymion team looked daggers at Ichiro for killing one of their own, but they dared not to say a word. After all, every fighter who participated in the competition knew exactly what they signed up for, so no form of retaliation was acceptable.

“So who’s next?” questioned Ichiro arrogantly, holding his long sword as he looked around.

Immediately, the face of a participant from Allosburgh turned grim, for according to the lots drawn, he was to be Ichiro’s next opponent. However, after witnessing the swordsman’s exceptional skills, he doubted himself.

In the end, the fearful man decided to surrender because he knew that he would only get butchered if he stepped into the arena.

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Since the participant from Allosburgh conceded, Ichiro’s next challenger would be Andrew of Seneris.

“Do you think you can beat him, Andrew?” inquired Anne.

Frowning, Andrew seemed to be less confident than he was before. “I’ll try my best.”

Anne then handed the man a pill without another word.

In response, Andrew glanced at the princess before putting the pill away in his pocket and slowly making his way to the arena.

Anne clenched her fists as she watched Andrew walk away, obviously nervous to see how the man would fare against such a formidable foe.

“Don’t worry too much, Princess Anne. I’m sure Andrew will put up a good fight,” comforted Theodore when he noticed how anxious Anne was.

“Thank you, General Jackson. Andrew will win because we Senerisians do not tolerate failures,” stated Anne firmly.

“Just because you gave him an explosion pill doesn’t mean he’ll win. A mindless brute is no match against someone as skillful as Ichiro.” Jared calmly shared his thought with the Senerisian princess.

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“What did you say?” Offended, Anne immediately turned to glare at Jared. “If Andrew can’t beat him, your chances are even slimmer. You better pray that Andrew does, though, because that way, maybe you’ll get to live to see another day.”

“Praying isn’t going to make a difference because I have no doubt about the outcome of this match,” responded Jared while shaking his head.

Anne continued to glare at Jared but said nothing else since Andrew had already entered the arena and was ready to fight Ichiro.

With Andrew as his opponent, Ichiro was obviously not as laid back as he was with Song.

The swordsman had already unsheathed his weapon, a long sword that was as thin as a cicada’s wing. Every time Ichiro swung his sword, the crowd could hear crackles as loud as that of a lightning bolt.

However, instead of backing away, Andrew charged forward with his pair of Iron Fists and took the Jetroinian swordsman head-on.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Andrew’s fists were so hard that they remained scratchless even after parrying Ichiro’s sword attacks.

Even though neither party had yet to land a meaningful blow, Andrew’s Iron Fists seemed to be doing better than Ichiro’s long sword.

“Do you see how powerful that pair of fists is? It fears no sharp weapon! I’ve even seen Andrew caught a bullet with one hand once,” voiced Anne to Jared with pride. After seeing how well Andrew was doing, the Serenisian princess became less nervous.

To that, Jared responded with a smirk before calmly promising, “Andrew’s not going to last much longer.”

“How dare you!” roared Anne after jumping to her feet. “Are you looking down on our fighter?”