Ancient Dragon in Arknights

Rita's side was much "boring." Both of them were wielding broadswords, and from the beginning, the blades clashed together with a dull sound. As time went on, the sounds of their clashes gradually increased.

Finally, with Rita's full-force attack, her weapon broke.

“From the middle onwards, I noticed that your attacks were very fierce. But you didn’t take good care of your weapon. I kept deliberately attacking one spot—and eventually broke your weapon. This kind of thing sometimes happens on the battlefield. Maintaining and taking care of your equipment is a very important skill. Brave Miss ‘White Wolf’.”

Rita was thoroughly humiliated by the senior student in front of her. She used to use solid swords, which were of excellent quality and maintained by dedicated personnel—she had never encountered a situation like this before.

Swift attacks, mature tactics, and rich practical experience – excellent.

As for Chen Huijie... outstanding!

Nesario was genuinely confused, because while he was still focused on Fiona and Rita, Chen's battle had already ended.

She wielded two swords, employing a dual-wielding style—a stance rarely seen in classical Victorian swordsmanship.

Her senior opponents were almost powerless against her – “poor backhand, weak forehand; lacking form, lacking focus.”

All of the predecessors' counterattacks, tricks, and surprise attacks were easily neutralized—as all the audience could see.

Chen Huijie has spared some energy.

The stereotype that every person in the Great Yan Kingdom knows kung fu and is a kung fu master has been reinforced once again!

After one test after another was completed, only Nesario remained.

He was a little annoyed, not knowing what that teacher who was slacking off was doing. If she were still standing there, Nesario would have challenged her to a duel.

"Oh dear, you're all done? Looks like I'm really late."

As the familiar, mature voice rang out, Angelia reappeared before everyone. However, unlike her previous suit attire, she was now dressed in tactical gear.

"Hello, teacher."

"Thank you for your hard work."

"It's my duty. By the way, what is this all about...?"

Everyone was curious, after all, Angelia's image had been fixed for the past few days - an unconventional teacher in a black suit.

What is she planning to do by suddenly changing into combat gear at this moment?

"Ah, this outfit. A test? Today we're testing your combat skills, didn't I tell you?"

"But the testing wasn't done by the seniors..."

"Ah—well, there are always exceptions."

Upon hearing this, those who reacted quickly turned their gloating gazes toward Nesario.

As everyone gradually realized what was happening, they even automatically parted to let Nesario come forward.

Nesario showed no fear and walked straight up to Angelia, giving her a once-over.

"Indeed, if it weren't for you, a former soldier, even three people together wouldn't have been able to do anything to me."

Wow! Crazy!

The older students who had been watching from the sidelines couldn't sit still any longer. Nesario was indeed handsome, but good looks didn't mean he could fight.

"Hehe, I even went out of my way to dig out this outfit just to test you."

Enough with the small talk, pick up your weapons.

"You arrogant brat, you're no different."

Angelia uses a one-handed sword with a shield—but her shield is much larger than a one-handed shield, almost completely obscuring her.

On the other hand, Nesario's side consisted of nothing but a pair of steel brass knuckles.

Chapter Twenty-Six: Fierce Attack

clang!

As a loud metallic clang rang out, everyone watching felt as if they had been struck on the head with a club.

The sound was absolutely deafening!

After the match began, Nesario stomped down hard—the hardened ground was shattered under his foot. His tail, which had looked very clumsy, became the most dangerous weapon at this moment. Being hit by his tail would definitely cause serious injury.

Neltharion's tail is not his preferred weapon; his fists are the most effective form of attack for humans.

The steel knuckles charged at Angelia like the sharp fangs of a dragon, unleashing an unstoppable offensive. The former soldier had ample combat experience, having encountered many like Nesario, who was extremely skilled in melee combat.

Nesario chose to use brass knuckles, which gave him extreme speed and agility, at the cost of reduced attack range and a limited range of offensive methods.

The massive shield easily concealed most of Angelia's body, and Nesario's fist was also blocked.

Thump—! Clang—!

Before everyone could recover from that violent attack, Neltharion launched another attack.

Angelia blocked both her left and right hooks in time. She knew very well how to deal with guys who liked to use their fists. The attack path of a fist is the most predictable. With enough experience, you can even block the opponent's attack in advance.

'What terrifying power...'

Angelia, who had retreated and created distance using the force of the third punch, glanced at the damage on the shield without making a sound. This shield was just a basic teaching tool, and its manufacturing process and materials were not top-notch.

Despite being such a thick piece of iron, it now had several visible dents on its surface. These were all caused by Nesario's punches.

"Teacher, can you handle it? If you can't, you should probably leave sooner rather than later. Taking sick leave isn't really your style."

"Kid, I'm just testing the waters. The real show is about to begin!"

After saying that, Angelia quickly attacked, holding her shield horizontally in front of her as she charged forward—because the shield was obstructing Nesario's view of her weapon, which was dangerous.

As Angelia drew closer, Neltharion began his analysis—although he couldn't see her weapon, Angelia was holding a shield in her left hand and a sword in her right; if Neltharion dodged to the right, he would obviously be pursued.

Just as the shield was about to hit Neltharion's face, he quickly dodged to the side. If it had been to the left, Angelia's swing of her sword would have been even more powerful—whoosh!

With a flash of black light, an unsharpened one-handed sword grazed almost past Neltharion's body.

Angelia hid her hands behind her shield and changed the position of her weapon—this surprise attack is a common technique, but it was thrilling enough for viewers without real combat experience.

'As expected, things weren't as simple as I thought.'

Nesario was cautious; although he had some ideas in mind beforehand, he also prepared for the worst.

When the sword appeared from an unexpected location, he quickly dodged the sweeping attack by diving down—his entire body was lying flat on the ground, an extremely dangerous position in close-quarters combat.

Snapped--!

The heavy, horny tail lashed out at Angelia's side. Although some of the force was blocked by the shield that had just returned, the tip of the tail still managed to strike her.

It's now!

The once impenetrable shield was now partially exposed, and Neltharion didn't need to adjust his stance at all; his tail was enough to maintain his balance—he had the combat experience of a four-legged beast imprinted in his mind.

With a powerful uppercut, Nesario's fist, adorned with brass knuckles, struck Angelia precisely in the abdomen.

But at the same moment, he also felt a sharp pain in his head—Angelia had struck him hard with the hilt of her sword as a blunt object.

With their offensive rhythm disrupted, the two exchanged attacks. Nesario was confident that his opponent was more seriously injured than he was—his punch had definitely hurt Angelia.

But unexpectedly, Angelia seemed unharmed. In the instant Nesario was still sluggish from his headache, she turned her shield around and rammed straight into him.

Thump—Nesario was sent flying by the impact, but it didn't cause him any harm. He adjusted his posture in the instant he was airborne and landed, quickly launching a volley.

The whole process was fleeting, and the visual effect looked like the two people were performing a stunt together.

"What kind of move is that!?"

"Is that something a human could do?!"

"Aren't they both in pain? I felt so bad just listening to that sound."

"..."

"Wow! Go Nana! Oh—! So cool!"

Unlike other "talkative" types, Fiona's enthusiasm surpasses even that of professional cheerleaders; she truly puts her all into supporting her best friend.

"Chen, is that also a martial art that exists in the Great Yan?"

"Huh? You must be joking, how can there be such a martial art?"

"Really? I've heard that many martial arts in the Great Yan Dynasty are based on animals, imitated by people, and used in actual combat."

"...He does have such skill, but it's completely different from how he portrays it. At least I don't know anyone who can be so agile and stable while on all fours."

"Nesario's fighting style is closer to that of a pure beast. His movements are swift and fluid, and he can always maintain his balance and sense of direction. To be honest, in my opinion, he is more dangerous than a beast."

Rita and Chen both had good judgment; Nesario's unique attack style was memorable to anyone who saw it once. Through rational analysis, they concluded that the brass knuckles were Nesario's way of making up for his shortcomings, since humans can't be as sharp-toothed and clawed as wild beasts.

Amid the gasps of the audience, the two continued their exchange for several more rounds.

Angelita was on the back foot for almost the entire time, but her steadfast shield caused Nesario a lot of trouble, blocking many of his deadly attacks.

'This woman knows I have low stamina and is trying to wear me down...'

'This kid's stamina is average; such strenuous activity must be incredibly taxing. Drag him away...'

After their second encounter, both sides realized how the competition had developed.

Although Angelia was also covered in sweat, she still gave Neltharion her usual expression, and Neltharion seemed to hear the malicious whispers.

'Once you run out of strength, your death will be near.'

Chapter Twenty-Seven: Victory

"*Colombian swear words*! You think you can play like this?! Let's see how long you can hide behind that shield!"

On the surface, Nesario appeared to be enraged and out of his mind, but in reality, he remained perfectly calm.

Defeating Angelia without using his claws is really troublesome. His attacks are fierce and heavy, but unfortunately, none of them land a solid punch—and the only solid punch he landed was one that Angelia managed to endure.

When the battle reaches a stalemate, a decisive move must be used to break the deadlock. Neltharion's only powerful ability right now is his berserk state.

He created distance, and Angelia did not immediately pursue him. She was at a disadvantage, and it was difficult for her to achieve effective results by taking the initiative to attack.

Nesario steadied himself, his muscles first relaxing and then suddenly tensing—his skin began to redden, and his heart pounded even harder.

thump -- thump -- thump --

A powerful, muffled thud began to emanate, and Angelia changed her stance the instant she heard it, becoming extremely alert.