In the watching area.
''''It''s over!'''' One of the yers shouted with excitement. He is about to win another bet, which will increase his ie to 10k White Coins.
He betted everything on this match because even a blind man can see that Pdin has an obvious advantage.
''''As expected, this yer Wraith is indeed foolish!'''' One of his friends shouted.
But then, a female yer next to them pondered before asking, ''''Wraith... That sounds familiar, don''t you think?''''
''''Hmm, can''t remember.'''' A male yer shrugged and snorted, ''''But damn, he is indeed foolish. Fighting in diator Match where all his advantages are gone, what a stupid moron.''''
The NPCs who were watching were also expecting a quick end of the match and were already preparing to go collect their money.
Tiffany sadly smiled, ''I should have stopped him from going... Shame, he was funpany.''
Tristan also sighed and shook his head, ''Not everyone is made for fighting... Maybe he will learn from this experience, and I hope it won''t impact him too much.''
Everyone expected the match to end, and in the next couple of seconds, everything will be revealed.
Back in the arena.
HolySword did a downwards sh with the intent to slice through Isaac''s body.
Isaac quickly rolled on the ground towards the right and heard the sound of a sword hitting the ground behind him.
HolySword''s muscr arm bulged as he quickly changed directions and started striking the ground, but Isaac was slippery like an eel and managed to roll around with enough speed to dodge each strike.
After hearing the sound of attacks stopping, Isaac quickly stood up, just in time to see HolySword rushing with another swung of his sword.
Isaac at first thought about using his Musket Rifle''s de to block the attack, but seeing the sturdiness and length of HolySword''s longsword, he knew that it would be suicide.
His Musket Rifle''s de is rtively thin, which would crack apart from impact without any problems.
Instead, he aimed his Musket Rifle''s barrel straight towards the iing sword, and ayer of ice instantly appeared in the barrel.
[Icy Shot!]
*Bam!*
HolySword narrowed his eyes and quickly changed the grip of his longsword, and deflected the ice bullet with the side of his sword.
The ice bullet cracked from the impact and didn''t even manage to freeze the sword.
''''Damn!'''' Isaac quickly crouched and felt the wind pressureing from the sword brushing past his head.
The longsword barely missed his head, but HolySword was already ready to sh again, and this time, his target was Isaac''s body.
Isaac saw the shadow of the longsword already approaching his body, and instantly after he thought about counter-attacking, his body did it automatically, like it was on auto-pilot.
It was the result of the Mythical VR Helmet that helped Isaac to use his brilliant mind to it''s fullest capacity.
Without even looking, Isaac pointed the Musket Rifle towards HolySword and fired another ice bullet.
[Icy Shot!]
HolySword tried to deflect the ice bullet but missed and watched as the ice bullet struck right at his wrist.
Quickly, his wrist was surrounded by ayer of ice that made his armpletely numb but also made moving the sword very difficult.
Isaac quickly aimed straight at HolySword''s face and squeezed the trigger!
*BANG!*
The bullet left the barrel with a trail of smoke, and with unimaginable timing, HolySword managed to move the shield in front of him, which blocked the shot.
Once he got shot by the ice bullet, he had already started moving his shield for protection, and this time, it saved his life.
Isaac clicked his tongue and jumped backward to get some distance.
*Bam!*
HolySword used the side of this shield to hit theyer of ice, and soon, the ice cracked.
His wrist was freed, but his skin had changed color from white to blue.
''''Huff...'''' He breathed out cold air from his lungs and was truly frightened to see that temperature around his body had fallen so much just from a single bullet.
''Two...'' HolySword thought to himself and knew that Isaac''s bullets were reducing, but he isn''t nning to be careless.
Icy Shot is troublesome, and the power frightens him, even though he didn''t lose any HP from getting hit by it.
There is also a second skill left, which could be even more troublesome, and HolySword is being very watchful of it.
He also had a hunch that it might be a supportive skill, but it is only a guess, and he isn''t nning to risk his life on that guess.
In the watching area.
NPCs and yers were shocked to see Isaac surviving, and at one moment, they thought that Isaac might have the upper hand!
But soon, they shook those thoughts out of their minds because they were still confident that Pdin can''t lose to Marksman in a head-to-head battle.
Tiffany looked startled and dropped the cube-like object from her hand, which didn''t drop to the ground, instead it kept hanging on the side of the machine with the help of the wire that was stuck on the object.
Tristan wryly smiled and felt his cheeks heating up after now realizing that Isaac had joked about not knowing how to shoot.
He also has to admit that Isaac''s skills with Musket Rifle are a sight to behold, and he was starting to lean on Isaac''s victory.
Back in the arena.
Both HolySword and Isaac weren''t moving.
Isaac didn''t dare to make any reckless moves while HolySword was waiting for his skill''s cooldown to end.
And soon... It did.
HolySword received a notification, which told that his cooldown on Righteous Path had ended.
Even though the cooldown ended, he can''t use it recklessly. It drains a lot of stamina, and the next time he uses it, it might make him way too exhausted to keep fighting for too long.
''I need to find a good moment and use Righteous Path to finish off my opponent...'' HolySword started making his own ns.
NPCs and yers who were watching the match weren''t aware of just how much mind games were happening during the match, but it made both HolySword and Isaac mentally exhausted.
Every movement since the start of the match was carefully calcted by both of them, and soon, the oue of the match will be revealed.