Kahn's battle with Historia started under the gazes of half a million people since one of the famous prodigies of this district was fighting in this against a no-name outsider.
Kahn was relieved about the fact that he wasn't a Shota-kun. Otherwise, every man of culture knew how the story would progress when facing this Ara Ara Onee-san.
"Begin!" spoke the female elven referee and both the fighters started the match.
"Hey… what is your name?" asked Historia.
"It's Kahn." he replied.
"Why don't you admit defeat? I wouldn't want to hurt that handsome face of yours." said Historia as she gave him a wink.
Kahn sighed with an exasperated expression. He knew that she was only putting up a front for the audience. Trying to act all lovely, kind, cute and also desirable.
"Fight or get lost!" replied Kahn.
"Everyone.. I tried to be kind and gave him a chance to concede. But he doesn't appreciate my goodwill.
What should I do with him?" asked Historia to the audience.
"Ungrateful peasant, accept the mercy our goddess is showing you!" shouted people from the fan club.
"He dares to challenge our young mistress?! Show him his place!" shouted a member of the Weiss clan.
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"Then that's what I shall do." said Historia softly and released her pink aura of a peak master rank fighter.
She started moving her sword in a vertically circular motion and amassed an aura incorporated sword attack.
Love… Beam!!" she shouted and launched the sword aura attack towards Kahn.
[What the fuck?! What kind of nonsensical attack name is that?] thought Kahn as he quickly sidestepped and avoided the pink beam of aura skill.
"Oh.. So you dodged my attack. Then try dodging this!" she declared and started gathering aura around her sword again.
But this time… her movements were flashier and graceful and soon, she completed her skill movements.
Flabbergasted… Kahn was left flabbergasted on the spot. Because the shape of Historia's attack was a..
Yes, in front of her, a heart-shaped blob of condensed aura was gathered and she made a swinging motion towards her enemy.
"Heart... Breaker!!" shouted Historia with grand attacking gesture.
Kahn covered his eyes with left palm as he was completely frustrated at this point. He then made a vertical slashing movement with his sword and used the windcutter skill at the incoming heart-shaped attack.
His wind blade quickly cut the aura skill in two and the attack evaporated in the air.
"Ah.. She's a quack. I wonder how she even reached the master rank.." spoke Kahn to himself.
At this moment, even some of the strong fighters from the resting area facepalmed themselves after looking at these attacks.
Both of the attacks were far weaker and fragile compared to when Kahn learned the swordsmanship skills at peak master rank.
As per Kahn's judgment, both of Historia's moves were only created for the sake of appearance. Too flashy but no force or precision behind the attacks.
He was thoroughly disappointed with Historia at this point.
As someone who spent hours training himself in weapon skills and combat techniques on daily basis despite having the blessings given by the goddam War Deity himself, this experience felt like an insult to all the hardworking sword fighters around the world.
She was like an overhyped product by excessive marketing but actually didn't have any quality or substance to it.
[Fine. I'll do it myself.]
Thought Kahn and charged at her with full speed, he too revealed his skills and attributes of a peak master rank warrior for the first time.
Even on the same level, he was already many times skilled and experienced compared to this Daddy's Little Princess who was giving a bad name to all the female swordswomen.
Kahn quickly attacked her vital points as soon as he appeared close to her.
Historia barely managed to defend against his horizontal slash after getting caught off guard.
"Oh my… you're nothing but a poser who doesn't even know how to fight. I wonder how did you even become a master rank swordswoman." teased Kahn.
Sparks flew in between their swords as Kahn forced her to step back.
"You're so bad that I feel offended sharing the battle ring with you." spoke Kahn with an irritated face.
"Why don't you admit defeat? I wouldn't want to hurt that hideous face of yours." said Kahn as he smirked.
Tens of thousands of people gasped at the same time as Kahn openly insulted the heiress of the Weiss clan.
"You.. What did you just say?! Who did you just call hideous?!" exclaimed Historia in rage as her eyes burned with hatred towards Kahn.
"I don't see anyone else here." replied Kahn and kicked her in the stomach.
"Arggh!" groaned Historia in pain as her entire body was flung towards the other end of the battle ring.
"Hey.. Shoo!! Get out of here. I don't have time to waste on a pretentious clown like you."
He again insulted the opponent, rubbing salt on her wounds.
Historia adjusted her footing and gazed at Kahn with an infuriated expression.
For the first time in her life, she was insulted and publicly humiliated. And that too in front of a crowd of a million people together.
Her scornful face was visible for everyone to see and many people stopped paying attention to other battles and their gaze shifted to the projection screens that were displaying Kahn's battle.
"You.. I'll never forgive you! Come fight me to death if you dare!" screamed Historia and a murderous aura was released from her body.
Not just her but hundreds of people from her clan sitting amongst the audience directed their killing intent at Kahn at the same time.
If it was someone else, they'd fear for their lives but to a semi-saint like Kahn, all these killing intents were as thin as a paper.
"I.. Don't." replied Kahn coyly.
"Why?! Not man enough?" asked Historia as she started walking towards her opponent.
"Not exactly… the thing is; if I fight you to death..." he spoke with a benign smile and continued…
"I might kill you with a slap."