Although the training weapons were made of wood, they were hard and could definitely harm the opponent. Therefore, the edges and tips of all training weapons were blunted and dipped in the sap of the rubber tree. In this way, the damaging effects of their weapons were reduced.
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When the two dagger users were left alone in the arena of the brave, they observed each other for a while. They both knew that the other person was not an empty fighter. The opponent raised the straight dagger in his right hand towards Han and extended it. While holding the dagger in his other hand close to his chest, he waved his extended dagger and made a come signal to Han.
Seeing that his opponent was ready, Han calmly relaxed his shoulders. He tilted his head right and left and cracked his neck. He gripped his curved daggers tightly, one with the blunt ends pointing inward and the other outward. While holding his daggers close to his chin, he prepared himself like a boxer's orthodox stance and then quickly lunged forward.
His feet were very active. He never ran in a straight line. He kept changing places, moving suddenly to the right and left. As if he was going to attack from the right. But then he suddenly changed places and attacked from the left.
But this attack was not challenging for the opponent at all. He made a sudden foot movement and then shifted his body a foot to the side from where he was, and Han's attack was completely in vain.
Han was surprised that his opponent could dodge his attack so easily. But he did not let his guard down. Because a counter-attack could happen at any moment. All his attention was on his opponent, but the attack he expected did not happen. For some reason, his opponent took a few steps back instead of counter-attacking.
When he adjusted his balance, he turned to his opponent and tried to understand him. This man was obviously not as clumsy as the gang members he killed. But why didn't he attack when he had the chance? Was he testing me? Or does he want to see what I can do? Well... Well, then. Let's show him then...
Han switched to his orthodox stance again. But this time he did not run. He started to approach his opponent with careful and firm steps. His opponent was also prepared for this. The two approached each other. There were only a few steps left when he stopped to use the forward jumping technique his mother taught him.
It was impossible for someone who had not seen the move before to understand why Han stopped. Of course, this move had not been seen before because his mother had specially taught it to Han. The third move of the North Wind's Heavenly Steps. Thanks to this, he could jump at least five meters forward.
When the Han adjusted his foot as necessary, he strengthened his grip on the curved dagger in his right hand, which was held back. However, his opponent did not notice this. He was carefully approaching Han when Han quickly jumped forward and powerfully swung the dagger in his right hand.
His opponent noticed at the last moment and countered the attack on his neck, but Han was very strong. He stood firmly on the ground and jumped forward quickly. It was impossible to resist the power of the dagger that was swung with the speed of the jump.
Although the opponent countered Han's dagger, he could not resist the force of the attack and was thrown back about three meters and fell to the ground. When he rolled backwards twice and stopped, he raised his head and started to look at Han in surprise.
It was forbidden to attack someone who had fallen to the ground. That's why Han didn't continue his attack and waited for him to get back to his feet. Although the audience wanted to support their friend who fell to the ground with a single attack, they didn't know what to say.
- It's okay. It was a lucky hit...
- You can do it. You're much stronger than him.
- Get up and show yourself. Let him taste the power of the hawk's claw.
- His legs... You should attack his legs...
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When the two opponents stood opposite each other again, Han resumed his orthodox stance. This time, instead of rushing at his opponent quickly, he began to move slowly from side to side. It was as if he was looking for an opening in his opponent. But Han's intentions were different in the background.
His opponent was very much affected by the blow from just now. He was very careful not to receive another blow in the same way. But it wasn't good to stay away like that. He had to get close to Han as soon as possible and inflict many knife blows on Han's stomach with his great speed.
After all these stab wounds, Han will curl up in pain and fall to the ground. He was following Han's movements to realize his idea. He would get close to him instantly if there was the slightest opening.
Han was moving left and right and showed no signs of staying still. His opponent wanted him to stay still like before, but Han had no intention of doing so.
The opponent did not wait any longer and immediately lunged forward. He swung his sharp dagger, which he gripped tightly, at Han. He wanted to stab the dagger in his hand into Han's stomach, but it didn't happen as he thought.
Han immediately backed away and widened the distance between them. The opponent rushed forward once again and approached Han. This time, he didn't give Han a chance to escape and attacked his neck directly. When Han countered the attack, he attacked his stomach with the dagger in his other hand. Han countered that attack as well.
The two opponents stopped running and chasing and stood close to each other. Their mutual attacks began, but each attack was somehow blocked. No one could gain the upper hand over the other.
"So the opponent is as fast as me," thought Han. When the result didn't change after attacking a few more times, he decided to make the fifth move of the north wind. The wings of the northern eagle.
He took a step back, got out of the opponent's attack range, and pretended to turn to the side. When the opponent thought Han was fleeing and lunged forward, he leaned down, extended his dagger hard, and attacked his opponent's stomach, and he succeeded in doing so.
When an unexpected attack hit his opponent's stomach cavity, his stomach fluids stirred. He leaned forward as if he were going to vomit due to his aching stomach and stomach fluids. He knew that he was open to all attacks, but there was nothing he could do.
Han, while his opponent was leaning forward like this he knew he had to attack his eye with the dagger in his other hand, but this fight was different. That's why he didn't attack his opponent's eye and instead hit his opponent's jaw hard with the hilt of his dagger that he held tightly.
The opponent fell to the ground once more due to the impact. But this time he didn't roll. When the stomach acid that filled his mouth combined with the blood of his broken tooth, he spat it out. He spat a few more times to get rid of all the blood in his mouth. After wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, he stood up and turned towards Han.
His friends' words of support were flying in the air again, but he was in no position to hear it, or even if he did, to care. His gaze was on Han, but then he saw the commander-in-chief standing behind Han.
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When Pal Padraig received the news, he could not control himself and kicked the team leader out of his office. "What nonsense is this? You bring men to me and at the same time you tell me to come and have a look. Do you know how old I am? Aren't you ashamed to call me over?"
Then he thought… In any case, he would have to test this boy's skills. Then this is a good opportunity. "What am I waiting for? Let me go and have a look…" he said and came to watch the fight.
When Pal Padraig came to the arena of the brave, Han was making the fifth move. When he struck his opponent's jaw with the hilt, Pal Padraig made his decision. This opponent was not suitable for Han. When they made eye contact, he signaled for her to leave the arena.
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When Han resumed his orthodox stance, his opponent bowed and admitted defeat. After this unexpected acceptance, Berfin was angry with her man, but there was nothing she could do.
She looked hard at her man who was leaving the arena and hinted that he would later answer for his actions. Then he entered the arena of the brave and announced the result of the fight..
- Since the opponent admitted defeat, Han became the winner of this fight. Now, the next opponent can enter the arena.
- (Pal Padraig shouted.) Isn't the opponent already in the arena? There's no need to look for anyone else.
The man whose turn it was to enter the arena froze in place when he heard the commander-in-chief's words. He looked at the team commander to decide whether to enter or not, but Berfin was looking at her grandfather in surprise.
- What happened? Are you scared? Then leave the arena... Let the next one come as you said.
- (Berfin, who got angry, forgot about respect and snapped at her grandfather in front of the soldiers.) What are you saying, old man? That, who is afraid of that beet-faced man? (Then he turned and shouted at his man who had just admitted defeat.) Hey! Bring those daggers! Incompetent guy…
The man came running and gave his daggers to Berfin and quickly left the arena. Berfin took the daggers and came to her grandfather and took out the karambit knives she had hidden on both sides of her belt and gave them to her grandfather. Then she stepped aside and started doing warm-up exercises. In the meantime, Pal Padraig warned Han.
- Hey kid! Don't take it easy just because your opponent is a girl. She is the best on this team, just so you know.
Han's attention was on Berfin, but someone was warning him to be careful. He stopped watching Berfin to see who it was and turned to where the voice was coming from. When he saw that the person who had called out was an old man, he respectfully bowed his head and greeted him. Then he turned back to Berfin.
While Berfin was doing her warm-up exercises, Han was thinking. "What are you talking about, grandpa? This is a fighting arena. There are no men or women here... How will you know that I have been beaten by a woman all my life? Now I have such an opportunity. Do you think I won't make this woman pay for what was done to me?"
A little while later, Berfin finished her warm-up exercises and walked towards Han with daggers in her hands. Han was standing where he was. Berfin came closer and closer, when she reached out she got close enough to touch Han and then she took her guard to fight.
While she aimed the dagger she extended forward horizontally at Han's neck, she held the other dagger close to her belly to protect herself. Han looked at Berfin's stance and then, like before, he took his orthodox stance and took his guard.
While the tip of the curved dagger in her left hand was pointing downwards, she extended it and placed it on Berfin's horizontal dagger. In this way, she prevented an attack on her neck before it even started.
He held his other dagger a little further back, at chest level. It was unclear whether this curved dagger was there to protect himself or to attack.
The two were very close to each other. The audience wondered what kind of a fight would break out so close.
In fact, this fighting style was specific to Berfin. Since she had been fighting men for years, she knew very well what a man's weak point was. Being as close as possible to a woman would change and soften men's movements. And if you breathed into his face once or twice, the rest would be like slaughtering a chicken.
Berfin wanted to deal the final blow to this beet-faced chicken in front of her. She had considerable beauty. She looked at Han with her shining eyes and then smiled slightly, shyly. No one had ever been able to resist the charm of this beauty.
Then she looked into Han's eyes again to see the result of her experiment, but there was no change in Han's gaze. He was very serious. She could not understand why this boy was not affected, but if he was serious, then Berfin should be serious too.
Berfin put aside her useless tricks for now and focused on fighting, holding the hilt of her daggers tightly...