"Wha—!" The guy gritted his teeth, trying to pull his center gravity down so that he didn't get blown away. He had to do it fast before Clovis could unleash his next attack.
As if not letting Clovis do whatever he wanted, the spear user looped around and thrust his spear, buying some time for his friend.
Yet once again, Clovis surpassed their expectations. He actually managed to swiftly redirect the momentum of his sword and strike down the spear with both swords.
"Kh!" The spear user gritted his teeth, trying not to let go of his spear.
Clovis's eyes turned to those of a beast.
A series of clicking sounds echoed in rapid succession, only having a split second interval. Even normal people could only pick up two clicking sounds on each weapon.
However, those strikes actually knocked away both the sword and the spear from their users.
Without their weapons, Clovis slowed down a little bit and spun his blades, using the flat surfaces to hit the two guys.
"Hit!" The referee suddenly came into the arena like a ghost and grabbed the collars of these two guys, dragging them back. This showed that both of them had been considered dead. But his expression was the same as that of others, as though he couldn't believe what had just happened.
Erwin couldn't help but stand up, his body shivering in excitement. "Are you serious?"
"Erwin…" His friend looked at Clovis with a grim expression.
"I'm not sure. Fourteen hits in one second?"
"No. It's seventeen hits in one second." Erwin shook his head.
"What?" His friend understood what it meant. "A normal Tier 3 is impossible to produce that kind of attack. Only the best of the best among Tier 3 is able to produce those many attacks in one second."
Erwin smirked excitedly.
Aileen and Rafael, on the other hand, clenched their hands into fists, as if understanding why Clovis was a threat in this competition.
Clovis turned around, finding the captain of the Raging Bull.
"What? He defeated them so quickly?" The captain gasped. Still, he had no other choice but to move forward. Even if he couldn't defeat him, he should at least buy some time from him. "I, too, have the Blood Affinity! We'll test who is the fastest among us."
Clovis remained silent even though he was planning to face this guy head-on.
"Haaa!" The captain roared and swung his blades at full speed.
The captain produced twelve slashes in one second. It was a pretty good speed even among Tier 3.
Unfortunately, it was not enough to reach Clovis's level. As if Clovis had failed to catch his breath, he only produced fifteen slashes this time.
Even then, it was three more than the captain's attacks. Those remaining three attacks hit the captain's arms and legs, giving him multiple grazes.
"Kh!" The captain gritted his teeth, using everything he had to at least put up some fight. He never thought that a Tier 2 could be this strong. "Huoo!"
Sadly for him, the captain eventually ran out of breath, slowing down significantly.
Clovis was the same, but he still produced several more slashes than him. In addition to the injuries he inflicted, Clovis finally knocked one blade away from their captain's hand.
That clicking sound rang like a bell in a nightmare. His heart skipped a beat, realizing that he had lost after exchanging more than a hundred strikes.
With only one sword, Clovis overwhelmed him with his power and easily knocked down the second sword.
Then, with a step forward, Clovis waved his long sword, leaving a graze on his neck as a sign of the captain's defeat.
The captain's body shook as he was completely devastated. To think that he couldn't put up that much of a fight against a single person from the Libation Fiesta.
"Move back!" The one who saw the radar panicked. "They have been defeated. That person is going straight to our flag!"
"What? If he has defeated three of them and gotten our flag and the guardian… It means a 7-point gap. We will immediately lose!"
Both of them rushed back toward their base camp, trying to outrun Clovis.
They saw Clovis's back. Their mobile operator pointed his gun at Clovis and tried to shoot him.
However, Clovis took advantage of the trees to cover his movement.
When they were so focused on Clovis's figure, he actually disappeared.
"!!!" The two didn't know where he was, believing that he had stopped behind one of the trees.
The mobile operator hurriedly checked his position while thinking this was a good opportunity to reach their base before Clovis.
"Watch out!" His teammate warned him, who was too focused on the radar.
"Eh?!" The mobile operator reacted too late and stumbled to the ground. He felt something tug at his feet. "Chains?"
Yes, Clovis actually tossed his short sword very low and used the chains to trip them.
After that, Clovis emerged from his hiding spot and kicked the mobile operator in the stomach, blowing him away.
"Gah!" The mobile operator spat some acid from his stomach as he was launched into a tree.
The other guy raised his spear to fight Clovis, but it was impossible to do anything. Clovis struck him sixteen times.
"Kh!" The spear user suddenly froze on the spot as his spear fell from his hands. "Aaaarrgghh!"
His hands were convulsing. Because he struck it so many times, the spear vibrated uncontrollably, making his hands numb. And each attack also packed some power.
Clovis hit his head before doing the same to their mobile operator, who had yet to recover from the previous kick.
After that, Clovis continued toward their base camp, emerging from the forest.
'What am I supposed to do here? Can I actually stop someone who has just defeated five people stronger than me without breaking a sweat?' The last guardian placed his shield in front. "Haaaa!"
He just charged out of desperation. However, Clovis struck him multiple times and eventually struck him to the ground before taking the flag.
The guy wanted to cry but had no tears. He only said in his mind, 'Sorry, guys. I did my best.'
The match ended since Clovis had taken their flag.
Clovis never planned to win with only seven points after all.
However, his performance caused everyone in the stadium to drop their jaws and left them speechless. It might be the quietest moment during the entire competition.