Section 103: Bloody Battle in the Garden

  Two burly men, each 2.4 meters tall, held a four-foot-long double-handed heavy sword in their hands, and almost simultaneously let out a loud roar before charging towards each other. The two weapons wrapped in golden fighting spirit hacked at the opponent's forehead together! Both of them deliberately avoided the trajectory of the opponent's great sword, forcing the opponent to change tactics to block, otherwise it would be a fatal outcome! However, changing tactics means losing the initiative, and from then on they will be suppressed. So now they are competing in psychological quality and desperate determination!

  Piero is a thorough madman! I knew it the moment I saw his eyes, that was a bloodthirsty excitement! I couldn't help but doubt how resolute his desperate determination was, as if going to death with his opponent was his lifelong pursuit! What a stubbornness!

  Piro is a battle maniac, but that doesn't mean he's suicidal. Faced with Pierrot's death-seeking madness, he had no choice but to **it! With a mix of helplessness and resentment, he made an emergency move to pin down Pierrot's sword!

  Piero's expression was not one of triumphant excitement, but rather a sense of loss, as if he hadn't died and was furious about it. He was truly a madman! He was enraged by Piro's weakness and immediately launched a frenzied attack on him. His swordsmanship - no, that wasn't even worthy of being called swordsmanship - was not about cutting off heads or necks, but about stabbing the heart and throat with extreme ferocity. It was either you die or I live! Fighting against him meant there was no defeat, only death!

  His sword was only for killing the enemy, never once had he parried, and would rather be injured than deliberately avoid Pi Ru's defensive sword. His movements were all about coordinating with his offense, never avoiding, no matter if there was a sword waiting for him, as long as it benefited his attack, he would charge forward without hesitation!

  After dozens of rounds of fierce fighting, Piero had the upper hand, leaving several deep wounds on Pirro's body that exposed his bones. If it weren't for Pirro's incredible warrior physique, he would have collapsed long ago. Piero himself was also injured, but the stimulation of blood could only make him more excited and crazier. Now, Piero completely abandoned his assassination techniques and simply hacked at Pirro with all his might! Pirro looked even more disheveled, his movements almost unstable!

  Actually, I'm not worried that Piro will lose now. In my eyes, the current situation is still in Piro's favor. Because he can't sustain his attack for long, like Pierrot's crazy offensive, it won't last much longer. His own ability is inferior to Piro's, and if he continues to consume a lot of physical strength, after his physical strength and fighting spirit are exhausted, he will only be able to let Piro slaughter him!

  Alas, the world is unpredictable! I still have places where my calculations are off. Things have taken an unexpected turn! The sword in Piero's hand was a masterpiece of the human master, specially crafted for the royal family, exquisite and unparalleled, but unfortunately, it was slightly inferior in quality. Originally, being slightly worse wasn't a big deal, after all, this kind of double-handed heavy sword is as wide as a palm and half an inch thick, how easy is it to break?! But today is special! These two people are both abnormal-level powerhouses, and they're also high-ranking masters with abundant fighting spirit. With dozens of slashes like this, the inferior quality will naturally cause problems! The sword in Piro's hand was a masterpiece of the dwarf master, not only was the material better than Piero's sword, but the craftsmanship was also much stronger!

  So, Piero's double-handed sword was actually no match for the soft and delicate Yu Rong, and it broke into two pieces. He was left with only a little over 1 foot long broken sword in his hand. Piero really lived up to his reputation as a seasoned warrior, probably because the weapons on the arena were often damaged and destroyed, he had gotten used to it early on, so he seemed to have expected it all along, not showing any surprise at all.

  It was Piero who took advantage of the situation, as he had been struck on the head by a broken sword and was momentarily stunned. Piero seized the opportunity to approach and thrust the broken sword into Piro's throat with great force. Piro's large sword was too long, and he couldn't react in time to block or defend himself. Fortunately, his years of battling monsters had honed his reflexes, allowing him to quickly discard his sword and grab the incoming broken sword with both hands. It was fortunate that he wasn't a traditional noble swordsman, bound by the strict rules of "a sword is a man's life" - otherwise, he would have been a corpse by now!

  Piero knew that his strength was slightly inferior to Piro's, and he had already tested it out with the previous slash. Therefore, he didn't entangle himself too much with Piro over that broken sword. He used his left hand to pull on the hilt, and approached Piro closely. His right hand stretched out two fingers, which stabbed into Piro's eyes! Piro was so frightened that he quickly lowered his head. All of a sudden, there was a cracking sound - Piero's two fingers were broken, and on Piro's forehead appeared two bloody holes.

  Piero didn't feel any pain, as if the severed finger belonged to someone else. He immediately grabbed Piro's collar with his left hand and released the sword hilt with his right hand, thrusting it into Piro's throat. Piro also threw away the broken sword and blocked this attack. Then, Piero violently stretched his head towards Piro's neck, opening his mouth wide to reveal sharp teeth, indicating that he intended to bite through Piro's throat!

  Piro lowered his head to protect his throat again, and then punched Piero's ribs with a loud thud. Crack! The sound of bones breaking echoed through the air, and Piero was sent flying! No! He intentionally flew out because he took advantage of the opportunity while his body was in mid-air, grabbing Piro's neck with both hands, wrapping himself around him like a big tree, and ended up behind Piro! Immediately afterwards, he tightened his grip on Piro's neck! Not letting go!

  Pirlo's neck was strangled, and he couldn't breathe. He hurriedly used his two elbows to strike Piero's ribs continuously. For a while, the sound of fractures echoed back and forth. Piero's face was filled with a ferocious smile of impending victory, not caring about the injuries on his body at all! The scene was stuck in this stalemate!

  At the same time, the nobles, ladies and madams around were stimulated by this bloody scene to cry out in unison!

  "Kill him! Pierrot! Kill him! Pierrot!"

  Of course, all those who were called were from the Kingdom of Carter, while those from the Great Han Empire were all quite disheartened! Especially His Majesty the King!

  "How could you have chosen such a useless person to fight! Are you trying to lose our Great Han's people?" After the king's stern rebuke, his true face was exposed: "My losses will be entirely your responsibility!"

  "What?" Before I could even retort, Father also came to join in.

  "And mine too, you have to compensate me double! Even what I won has to be compensated!" My father threatened me with his eyes!

  On the other side, Ishihara Kuma also came over, although he didn't say a word, but looking at his resentful eyes like a woman in confinement, I felt as if I had swallowed a fly!

  "Dizzy, you guys lost, I can pay, but if you win the money, how will you split it with me?" Poor Dao asked with a smile.

  "Can you still win? You're already being strangled, look, that guy's face is beet red and he's about to be choked to death. What are you going to win now? Better talk about paying compensation instead!" The king said discontentedly!

  "Cut! Do you know what kind of person he is?" The poor Taoist asked disdainfully.

  "What kind of person? Unless he's a beastman, even the beastman wouldn't be afraid of having his neck pinched by this Pierrot! But your people don't seem to be beastmen?" The king said in puzzlement.

  "Can't you see that my father is pretending to be busy? I'll drag this traitor down, he's his student! Does my father look anxious to you?"

  "Huh?" As expected, the king's gaze turned to Dad.

  "Heh heh!" His father's nervous dry laughter was followed by: "Please rest assured, Your Majesty, Piru will definitely win!"

  "What? Why?" The king came to his senses!

  "He's a Berserker, once he goes berserk, nothing can stop him unless you cut off his head. Even if his throat is slit, it won't matter!" Father said, "Let's just consider this as his actual combat training this time!"

  "Ah! I heard your son say that you were his master, and I thought he was a high-ranking member of your family. But it turns out he's a mad warrior! Well, in that case..." The king laughed.

  At this time, Piro was extremely exhausted, his long-held breathlessness made his face red to the point of bleeding, and he began to feel powerless in his limbs, and the speed of his elbow strikes also started to slow down! Just when the surrounding nobles thought he was going to collapse! A sudden change occurred!

  Pirro completely stopped resisting and stood there straight up. Piero had a beastly intuition, he smelled the danger, but instead of escaping, he tightened his grip on Pirro's neck even more, intending to end the fight as soon as possible.

  Suddenly! Piru let out a furious roar! The frenzy had finally begun, and the golden aura burst forth from his body like a tidal wave, shattering his originally sturdy skin like paper! His muscles bulged rapidly, and in an instant, his entire body expanded by a full circle. The blood vessels on his skin were filled with rapidly flowing blood that darted about like mice. The wounds on his body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye!

  Piero's clothes were also blown away by the fierce air, but he managed to hold on with his strong willpower, although he was already covered in wounds and bleeding profusely. He continued to struggle, grasping at Piro's throat, even though he knew it was futile. However, this stubborn fighting spirit of his earned my admiration!

  Now these two big men are both in a heap on the ground, the most ridiculous thing is that they are still tightly hugging each other! If this comical scene had appeared at ordinary times, it would have already caused an outburst of laughter, but now, no one can laugh!

  "Berzerker!"

  "Berzerker!"

  "It's still injured! Oh no! Run quickly!"

  The nobles who were watching scattered and fled, the frenzied berserkers, although not to the point of killing their own kin, but the injured frenzied berserkers would kill anyone they saw! Except for fellow soldiers they often fought alongside, all other strangers would be slaughtered without mercy! Which noble dared to stay behind? Even the king's father had fled with the king when Piru unleashed his power!

  How could you! Leaving me, a weak and small child, unattended like this? Is this what a father should do? I'll go back and tell mom to scold him!