Pieces of Hope
Chapter 1: The Parents

"Why are you quiet?" Wei An looked at Luo Ming. "It's nice to be inside, let's go inside."

By walking first Wei An entered the passageway.

The cold feeling and the equally shrill cry made Luo Ming's heartbeat move swiftly pumping blood.

He could feel the air of barbarity from the strong man inside. If he felt fear of course he felt it, his heavy breathing and Luo Ming's legs seemed to be porridge with powerful killing intent gathering into one.

Unconsciously he walked over, staring at the end of the passageway that gave off a bright light. When he came out he covered his face from the bright light so that his vision was stable.

Crazy screams from all the spectators. But he looked at one place. A special and very striking place located in the middle of the area.

The pentagon.

An area that is in the shape of a millimetre with thick wire around it.

The name of this area is also called the Pentagon.

The fighters generally play matches there. And all the audience was focused there.

"We're just looking around, don't strain." Wei An patted Luo Ming on the shoulder.

"I know, I told you I just wanted to see, didn't I?"

They saw the battle that was over. With the narration brought by the narrator announces the next fight.

The narrator mentions the initials of each of the participants. After that, participants immediately entered the Pentagon wearing masks.

"Two new fighters who entered the Pentagon?" said Someone sitting on the spectator bench near Luo Ming

"I don't know where the Shadow Killer came from, let alone The Gods what is it? isn't it too domineering?" reply to his colleagues while confused. "It's weird to see the Pentagon take out new fighters at the same time." Add

"It's not strange, it keeps us from knowing which way to gamble... The Pentagon wants to profit."

"But we never know what will happen next, generally entering the pentagon is the strongest."

Luo Ming heard their conversation. He was actually wondering what kind of person they were talking about.

As he gazed back at the pentagon, the fight had already begun.

One man wore a long, yet slender sword, while his opponent used crook and Scrimitar as weapons as a form of surprise attack.

Their fight is generally balanced.

Both speed, technique, balance, even the reactions of the two people were incredible. You could say, to reach such a level requires extreme exercise.

Especially Reaction, the two people were above normal as if they could see the future even with 0.1 seconds when their attack wanted to be launched. That factor is something that is important for everyone, because it can predict the opponent's attack.

'With a slender sword he did not need more power to swing it, even in the function of the sword was to slash and stab. It's interesting, it's different from the swords I generally know.'

'Then the person named Shadow Killer, his fighting style was almost similar to Wei An's, only that that person could inflict a very critical surprise attack, especially when he was countering an attack from a small gap corner.'

Luo Ming held onto his chin, his eyes sharply focused onto the arena. He stared seriously as he analyzed every move to the two people who were fighting.

He was surprised by every strange and irregular movement, but everything seemed to be connected every time he saw it as if it had been arranged.

'Especially The Gods, he was like he was holding something back, something that made him win with a single strike.'

'Acrobatic movements that are not in harmony with the sword posture seem impossible if a beginner does that to attack or defend.'

Luo Ming's greatest shadow right now was the possibility of them fighting either the Shadow Killer or The Gods. Was he able to dodge the Shadow Killer's sudden attack? Can he hit The Gods with his arrow?

The answer was obvious, he was still subpar with both of them. The thought was that they might already be no longer at Luo Ming's level.

"Are you researching their attacks?" an old man appeared beside Luo Ming. "Who do you think won?"

In a trembling voice, Luo Ming looked to the side, The old man also returned Luo Ming's gaze with a smile and waved his hand.

"Of course, a fight like this is rare even for an official fight at once." Luo Ming replied. He looked back at the fight. "If you ask who will win this is too difficult to predict." This was what disturbed his mind, everyone was second-guessing in that fight.

"Hey! I bet with The Gods 1000 Gold for 10 Gold per person!"

His voice was loud making the audience see him. The wide smile of the wrinkled face, yet charismatic it instantly spread.

Any person can go crazy with a captivating amount of betting causing crazy things to happen.

The loud screams of the spectators began to mourn.

*Hand him!

Kill Him!

Finish Him!

Win Lah!

His Face Fist B*d*h*!

The cry that went hand in hand with the other sounds the atmosphere changed instantly like a festive festival.

"Look at it in a moment." Grandpa's voice was faint. "In a second will be determined who the winner is?"

—In the pentagon they faced each other, without blinking to not miss a single second of enemy movement.

The moment is a decisive move.

Both the Shadow Killer who initially attacked ferociously and deadly in the eyes of the audience, in fact every inch of The Gods attack almost killed him.

And The Gods looked calm with regular breaths.

With one leg... They drove fast by preparing their respective weapons.

Trang!

The clashing of their weapons shrill made the shock waves make the audience silent.

"It's over." Grandpa was about to turn around.

The Shadow Killer fell down with an attack that could not be seen by the eye. His blood pouring out profusely signified the attacks of the Gods by more than one in a short period of time.

Luo Ming was silent for a moment, his brain was unable to process. "How did you know it happened, Cake?" He didn't get an answer from his brain.

The grandfather looked at Luo Ming, he smiled then laughed for a while. "Easy, very easy. Especially for people who are already professional and experienced." The grandfather folded his hands, then looked at The Gods who were walking away from the pentagon. "But in fact, even a professional and experienced person would not be able to do such a thing. It was just a rough guess at the way he held the sword, because in general a swordsman used to brandish, but he was different, instead, he tilted his sword at the arm position as optimal thrust then turned his sword with a finger quickly."

Luo Ming was still speechless, is understanding roughly how it worked, but twisting the sword with a finger? How could it possibly cause such damage.

"You must remember, he wore that small, slender sword. It can make it easier to move his sword freely and can change the course he wants to just hit the sword's heavy point" the grandfather said. "Well, you won't understand, you just see the thing."

Grandpa left casually.

'Changing the bow by pressing the heavy point of the sword? Isn't it impossible with just that to create a streak of attacks with quick time?'

With a serious face Luo Ming thought hard, until made aware by Wei An beside him to take him home.