Arthur's sword moved at lightning fast speed and before the opponent could even realise what was happening, the axe in his hand had already been flung out of his grasp and a sword was placed firmly on his neck.
Blood silently trailed down the cut on his neck which the blade had made and the youth couldn't help breaking into a cold sweat.
"You've lost," Arthur said calmly.
His voice was low but it was enough to spread throughout the arena and into everyone's ears.
Everyone was stunned speechless by how easily Arthur had won.
He didn't even need to do much before emerging victorious.
The ripples of disbelief left the students silent and only when the next person Arthur was competing against was called up did they recover.
Still, the results of the match weren't any different and as soon as the match started Arthur dealt with him.
