The Ultimate Host

15 minutes passed by. Akashiri was charged up, and Victor was claimed and collected. Both contenders stood up on their feet, and bowed to each other, unsheathing their powerful swords. Since Akashiri's power was continuing to grow, he would probably have the upper hand. However, since Victor was calmer and experienced, he would also be a powerful force to reckon with. As the wind whistled, Akashiri was the first to react. He sprinted towards Victor, trying to stab him in his chest. Victor evaded, kneeling Akashiri in his chest, crushing 4 of his ribs and both sides of his chest. This page caused him to vomit up chunks of blood. Akashiri collapsed on both of his knees coughing loudly. Victor then kicked him in the side of his face, knocking him off his feet, causing him to crash into a giant boulder which crumbled into pieces. Victor began shaking his head. Tch. That was your fault. You should of never come charging towards me like a rampaging bull. When you charge towards your opponent you leave an opening for yourself. Once you leave that opening, your opponent will deal a great deal of damage upon your body and crush you under his foot like a roach. Don't forget about those words told by you from the greatest swordsman ever. Victor began walking away. As he was about to open a portal back to Saint Isi, he heard heavy footsteps approaching behind him. He saw Akashiri breathing like a racehorse with blood running down the side of his left cheek. Victor smiled. "So you have decided to choose death once- Suddenly Akashiri rushed towards Victor, bashing him in the chest with the hilt of Shaku. Victor vomited up a splatter of blood. Before Victor could counterattack, Akashiri tossed 3 Kunai at him pinning him into a wall. As Victor was pinned into the wall, Akashiri began raining a barrage of combos upon Victor's body, splattering blood everywhere. Victor eventually grew angry, powering up so much his shirt burst off his chest. Victor had no scars. He however had a tattoo of a Ying Yan in the center of his back. High furious winds began picking up, which pushed back Akashiri from coming any closer. Victor had a yellowish aura circling his body like a glow. He began screaming like a siren, projecting powerful sounds out of his mouth powerful enough to make a man's heart explode like a juice box.