Chapter 65
Four matches remained.
When Dojae returned to the stands, the perverted old Gray Elf was playing the game.
“Why aren’t you doing anything?”
“Hey! Do something, anything!”
For some reason, the opposing participant had stiffened up completely and couldn’t move.
The elderly gray elf eagerly pushed the frozen opponent out of bounds, eliminating them.
Group 5 ended that quickly, while Groups 6 and 7 proceeded in a back-and-forth fighting style, much like the earlier Group 1 match.
Through these two matches, Dojae learned a great deal.
‘It’s not just about raw strength and speed. Those seemingly unnecessary attacks in between are ultimately confusing the opponent.’
The matches between the four fighters in Groups 6 and 7 were diverse.
They feigned movements to deceive each other, stabbing their swords in between.
Hunting less intelligent monsters wouldn’t require such feints, but when an opponent could predict incoming attacks, these feints created confusion about whether the strike was real or fake.
‘If you can wield a spear reasonably well, it can be a far more advantageous weapon than a sword.’
Especially the gray elf named Fukun from Squad 7 wielded a spear as tall as himself. Though his physical prowess seemed somewhat inferior to his opponents, he overcame that with his overwhelming reach advantage.
Opponents struggled even to close in on Hokun. Even when they managed to get within striking distance with their swords, he blocked them with the steel shaft of his spear.
