The Ultimate Host

Victor was shaking his head. " Tch." How many chances have I given you to walk away Akashiri?" Almost at least 10 times. The thing that makes me want to kill you more because you annoy me. Every time we fight I always claim victory. Just face the truth and smell the coffee Akashiri. You and no other swordsman will defeat me. I will cling on to the title of the number 1 swordsman until someone drives a sword into my gut and rips out my intestines. The rate you are going that's never going to happen." I might as well break your neck." Just as Victor was intending to break Akashiri's neck, the bright yellow aura that was like the sun wrapped around Akashiri's body, hardening around his body like iron. Victor was pushed back, smashing into a wall of ice, vomiting up blood. Even though he possessed the power and strength of his ancestors and previously fallen Hitoshi Ninja's he had yet to unlock its full potential. Even without the full potential,, it would probably be enough to finish Victor Zen off. Victor Zen recovered. He wiped the blood away from his mouth, pulling out his sword, generating double damage energy around it. As he sprinted towards Akashiri, he easily evaded him, dashing past him with his sword drawn. Blood began shooting out of his chest. Victor Zen collapsed on his knees beginning to laugh like a maniac. Akashiri was confused. Suddenly the thought popped I. his head. He was currently fighting a clone. The clone of Victor Zen suddenly turned into a white smoky aura, evaporating in the air. He began hearing heavy footsteps behind his back. As he turned around he saw 2 Victor Zen clones. " You didn't think you would kill me that easily didn't you?" asked the clones. The real Victor Zen could see through clones eyes. He could also control them. Akashiri sighed and changed his stance to the Iron Stance. He raised his sword by his head, clutching the hilt of the blade with both of his hands tightly. As the clones ran towards, him with their swords up high, grinned. He sliced one of the clones in half with ease, splattering chunks of blood and limbs everywhere. The other clone managed to get a hit of Akashiri, chopping him on the side of the face, causing blood to gush out the left side of his head. This made him very angry. He turned around and sliced the ground, creating a powerful yellow sword be that destroyed everything in his path including the clone. " Show yourself!!" shouted Akashiri. " Come out and fight me!" As Akashiri continued to yell, a portal opened up behind him. " Behind you!" shouted Charlotte. Akashiri turned around and jumped back 10 feet away. The real Victor Zen walked out. Instead of a white overcoat, he wore a jet black on. Most of his head was shaped except his ponytail. He had a black goatee. He stood up to 6'5, weighing 200 pounds. His eyes were a goldish colour. He wore black gloves, black socks, and wooden clogs. The real Victor Zen fought nothing like the clones. Akashiri grinned, leaping towards the 6'5 Victor Zen. As he came towards Victor's face, Victor round housed him into the air. He broke his lower jaw. Blood was spilling everywhere. When Akashiri crashed on the ground a crater was created. 4 of his ribs were crushed. He vomited up blood. As Victor was about to walk towards Akashiri, he was shot in the back of the head. Even though he wasn't wounded and was simply inflicted by a scratch he wanted the person dead. Victor slowly turned around and saw Charlotte with a plasma rifle. He waves the back of his head and saw droplets of blood. He smirked and taunted her.