" You should not worry about that" Raktaa said " I am a warrior too".
" Yes, a warrior who is just as powerful as me and can't even lend me the complete power she has." Shambhu countered.
" We can't use my powers in addition to yours because authorities might suspect us." Raktaa defended herself.
The battle in the first arena was at its peak. The staff wielding guy stabbed his staff directly towards, Purandar, the red haired black guy's chest. Purandar saved himself by moving right and caught his staff in his left hand. Then Purandar pulled the staff towards himself and gave a straight jab to the staff guy's face.
The staff guy saved himself by ducking under his fist and tried to grab Purandar's feet. Taking the chance the third guy , who had a sword , sliced his sword right at Purandar's head. Purandar saved himself by ducking under the sword and during the process grabbed the staff guy, who was about to grab his feet, from behind his back in a lock. And before the sword wielding boy could do something else he picked up the staff guy and threw him on the sword wielder. The sword wielder moved aside and saved himself. But the guy who was thrown went directly to the ground with his head landing first with a bang. He lost his consciousness immediately.
The sword wielder had already made the mistake of looking back to check the condition of the staff guy. Before he could completely turn back, Purandar jumped up with the staff, the staff guy had dropped during the attempt of grabbing Purandar's feet, in his hand. He swung the staff with all his might ,while landing, directly on the head of the sword wielder. The sword guy heard air making ' vrooooom' sound and he lifted his sword over his head with both his hands to block the attack coming towards his head.
The staff hit the sword exactly where it was intended to and the sword was unable to handle the force exerted by Purandar and broke in two with a loud crack. The staff of Purandar had used to attack also broke and the broken part hit the sword wielder's back. It distracted the sword wielder for a moment and before he came out of the shock , Purandar landed a big right hook on his chin and knocked him out.
The same kind of scenes could be seen in all the arenas. Even though nobody else was as overwhelming as Purandar, they all were fighting with all their might. The sounds of weapons striking eachother was like a music on which the fighters were dancing through fighting more and thus producing more music. Healers were healing the candidates who were hurt or had jumped out of the arena and given up.
In the same manner, in the 8th arena a fight was going on between a girl and two other sword-wielding boys. The girl had golden hair, eyes with a golden tint and pale white skin. She was wearing a light green elastic warrior dress which was looking beautiful on her. She had thin lips and a thin nose and had a pinkish shade on her cheeks. Her name was Swarnaa.
She was showing incredible swordsmanship. She blocked the incoming attack from one sword guy with her own sword. The other guy attacked her right leg from the front. She lifted her right leg and turned clock wise with all her might. She turned her hand with herself and launched a backhanded sword strike towards the head of the first guy. He blocked the incoming strike with his sword but due to using the flat side of the sword it broke from the impact. Swarna did not stop just there and spun again to sweep the front leg of the second guy who was trying to launch a secret attack from the side. He has put his left leg forward and the sweep strike hit his leg from inside and bent it to the outside. Due to the awkward bending angle his leg broke from the knee joint. He was now out of the fight.
The fight between the last standing guy and Swarnaa did not even last 15 seconds after this. The guy had already broken his sword and tried to block an incoming attack towards his head again with the sword due to habit. But this time the attack hit his head straight as the sword was already broken. He was knocked unconscious.
Shambhu was impressed by the way people were using weapons and fighting techniques. He had never learned how to use a weapon though he had learned unarmed combat from his father. Raktaa was saying she could do better and was not as impressed as Shambhu.
The first round was now over and the crowd was cheering the participants. Purandar and Swarnaa had displayed their incredible battle instincts and raw power. The next 2 rounds were normal and nobody as good as Swarnaa or Purandar came in these rounds.
In the 4th round a big guy, not big as Purandar, but 183 cm tall with bulky muscles was fighting in the 2nd arena. He had light green hair and eyes and he was wearing a loose pant of grayish green colour. He was wearing nothing on top. He had a tattoo of a lion on his back and a tattoo of a hammer which had his name written on it, on his chest. Daru, that was his name. He was carrying a hammer ,which was brought for him after his request to the helpers in the arena, as big as himself.
He was in a duel with a guy wielding a long spear. The spear wielder had stabbed his spear towards Daru's left abdomen which Daru deflected using the long handle of his hammer. Then before the opponent could pull back he brought his hammer straight downwards towards him. The spear wielder also moved to left and dodged his attack. Using the advantage of a spear, which he was holding in the middle, he easily swung the blunt side towards right hip of Daru which Daru deflected again by bringing his hammer backwards and using its handle.
The spear wielder then swung the sharp end of the spear towards Daru's head which Daru deflected upwards by lifting his hammer straight up. At the same moment he spun to launch his next attack. He brought his hammer down and used the downward momentum to then swing it back up at 45 degrees while dodging the spear of the opponent by turning once anticlockwise. The hammer connected to the left temple of the opponent and rendered him unconscious.
Daru didn't not stop there. His next target was an opponent with a trident wearing all black.