The World We Do Not Know 11 Sword Arts - Unholy Sword

Gus had his whole body trembling in fear, Ares was nothing like how he was until now. To Gus, Ares seemed like a cold-blooded killer with a different type of personality. It was as if there were two individuals living inside the body of Ares.

*"Is this how Ares carried the soldiers and still be able to stand in a stable state even after being hurt badly and even after he was unconscious?"* Gus starts to imagine the monster strength of Ares.

Ares distanced himself from Gus by jumping 7 feet backwards, he even took his waster sword from Gus and clenched it near his waist, as if he sheathed it into his imaginary scabbard. He stood tall with his right foot stretched forward and left foot, fixed behind him. There isn't much gap between his feet nor is there any form of stance in the way he stands holding the sword.

Ares seemed like still water, without showing any movement and just waiting for Gus to come at him again.

"Come at me" Ares invited Gus to take another shot at him.

Gus is really fearful of Ares, now that he saw how fast Ares is. So he decided to play safe and took a defensive stance. He held the wooden sword with two hands tightly across his chest in a crossing manner.

*"He won't be inside my defence easily with this"* Gus tried to rea.s.sure himself while slowly taking short steps towards Ares, calculating every move carefully.

"Hmm, seems like you learned a little, but since you won't be coming...." Ares suddenly disappeared again while he was conversing with Gus.

"I have to come for your head then," Ares said with a voice that echoed in Gus's head.

*"Huh? What? Ares? But how? My defence form is clearly on point. I had antic.i.p.ated his move and yet... Why is he...."* Gus speculates to himself, panicking as his own waster is on his neck and the handle side of Ares's waster is pressing against Gus's stick from the front. Ares is not inside his defence but outside this time.

Ares didn't disappear, he rushed towards Gus while leaning forward. His elbows almost touched the ground, in a very rapid speed avoiding the eyesight of Gus, almost like he misdirected Gus's eyes. He approached him while das.h.i.+ng from below Gus's waist-level, where Gus's eyes can't see. As he approached Gus, Ares acted like he drew out his sword from the imaginary scabbard and slashed from downwards to upwards onto the tip of the stick that Gus is holding.
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Gus held his sword tightly, expecting to stop any kinds of attacks with the middle and strong part of his waster. Little did he imagine a powerful slash on the tip of his sword.

And before Gus could realise what was happening, his sword is not in his control. The sword is turning around along with his wrists due to the slash on the tip. As the Gus's waster is in line with his neck, Ares quickly sheathed his sword and thrusted the handle in the middle of Gus's sword ,which is impossible to push back due to his uneven grip on the waster. Gus ended up hitting himself on his neck with his own waster.

This is what we call trick shots in normal sports.

"You would have been dead if we were holding real swords, a hilarious death by your own sword" Ares made Gus realize how low he in, in the area of strength and techniques.

Gus gritted his teeth in disbelief, as tears roll off his eyes to his weakness.

"Um Ares, I bought Masamune" Alex who just got here suddenly says with an awkward face as he doesn't know what took place here, but Gus and Ares seemed so serious.

As Gus watches with curiosity. Alex throws a s.h.i.+ny katana sheathed inside a scabbard towards Ares.

"This, f.u.kitsuna Masamune (translates to - Unholy Sword) is a katana. A real sword." Ares told Gus as he drew and displayed his sword in front of Gus.

f.u.kitsuna meaning Unholy (not evil), was crafted by the last bloodline of Masamune family and hence got the name f.u.kitsuna Masamune, resembling a j.a.panese Katana.

"Th-that's a real sword," Gus said as his eyes got wide in disbelief, but with admiration.

"This is not just a sword. This is a Katana, katanas have curved blades and were once used by samurai's. Ares explained to Gus.

"Gus! I want to teach you the sword art that was pa.s.sed down to me by my father." Ares said excitedly, In a friendly tone to Gus.

Alex and Gus could not process what Ares has just said.

"Ar-Ares! Are you for real? You are not supposed to do that." Alex warned Ares after realizing what Ares had said.

"I'm not allowed to pa.s.s down my art taught to me by my father which was taught to him by his ancestors? On the mainland, I'm not allowed to, but if it's this village it can be pa.s.sed down and live on forever. Keep this a secret for me, Alex. Pa.s.s me the enhancers and leave. I will come by dinner time with Gus." Ares said with determination on his face.

Alex handed two stones in a small black box with transparent gla.s.s which looks like a jewellery box and left with a disapproving look on his face. For Alex, Ares is a genius with swords, there is no one in the mainland that can rival Ares. And he chose to pa.s.s down such a golden skill to a village boy? He thought with an unpleasant look on his face.

"Gus, the sword art I'm taught is "Unholy sword". As the name suggests, it's purely to kill the people who stand in front of you."

"It doesn't have defensive blocks or any particular stances. Everything this art focuses is pure animal instinct and to land a blow without hesitation. But you should remember; when we draw the sword out and lands a blow, it is instant death."

"You are only going to target vital points, be swift, search for loops in the opponent's stance and take him out. All of this should happen when you rush to make a move. I really want this skill to be pa.s.sed down in the future. I can only teach this to you, as I consider you my brother, who has exchanged blows with me. Would you accept this? You can choose not to if you don't want to." Ares asked Gus for his opinion.