Free Web NovelChapter 207: Gracela versus Wanda
Wanda took a deep breath, feeling the weight of responsibility and the adrenaline of the challenge ahead. She knew that Gracela was no ordinary opponent. As the Sword Monarch of the Mountain Dojo, Gracela had a reputation as a formidable fighter, known for her precision, strength, and unique sword techniques.
Wanda tightened her grip on her sword, feeling the familiar comfort of the hilt against her palm. She couldn’t underestimate Gracela, but she also knew that she was ready for any challenge.
"I’m ready," Wanda said, her voice firm and determined.
Gracela smiled, her eyes bright with anticipation. "Let’s see what you got, Wanda."
The surrounding spectators moved away to make room for the duel that was about to take place. Victor watched carefully, his expression serious. He knew that this duel would be a real test for Wanda, but he also believed in his daughter’s potential. Luisa and Gracela stood off to the side, their eyes fixed on the two swordswomen in the center of the hall.
"Let the duel begin!" announced Victor, his voice echoing through the hall.
In an instant, the two warriors lunged forward, their swords meeting in the air with a loud clash of metal against metal. The impact reverberated through the hall, filling the air with a palpable energy. Wanda felt the force of Gracela’s blow, but stood her ground, sliding her blade against Gracela’s and quickly turning to attack from another angle.
Gracela was ready. With an agile movement, she deflected Wanda’s blade and countered with a quick, precise strike. Wanda blocked the attack, feeling the pressure of the blow go through her arm. She took a few steps back, studying Gracela’s movements carefully.
Gracela smiled, her eyes fixed on Wanda. "You are fast, Wanda. But speed isn’t everything."
With those words, Gracela advanced again, her sword slicing through the air with frightening precision. Wanda barely dodged, feeling Gracela’s blade pass too close. She knew she had to be more careful, Gracela’s every move was calculated and precise.
"Mountain Storm!" Gracela shouted, spinning her sword in a circular motion that created a storm around them.
Wanda felt the strong wind whip her face, making it difficult to see. She stepped back, trying to stay out of range of Gracela’s attack. Gracela’s technique was impressive, creating a wind barrier that made it difficult to get close. Wanda knew she had to find an opening to attack.
"Lightning Blade!" Wanda announced, focusing her energy on the sword. freёwebnovel.com
Wanda’s blade glowed with an intense light, emitting sparks of electricity. She advanced quickly, her sword slicing through the air at lightning speed. Gracela tried to block the attack, but Wanda’s speed and strength were astounding. Wanda’s blade struck Gracela’s with a powerful impact, knocking the Sword Monarch backward.
The spectators watched in silence, their eyes wide with the intensity of the duel. Luisa, who had been relaxed, now showed expressions of concern and admiration. Victor continued to watch, his expression serious, but his eyes shining with pride at Wanda’s performance.
Gracela wasted no time. She quickly pulled herself together and spun her sword in an elegant and powerful motion.
"Stone wall!" she shouted, creating a solid barrier of energy in front of her.
Wanda felt the pressure of the barrier, but she didn’t back down. She knew she had to break through Gracela’s defense to have any chance of winning. Concentrating, she channeled more energy into her blade, which now glowed with an almost blinding intensity.
"Thunderbolt!" Wanda shouted, attacking with all her might.
Wanda’s blade struck Gracela’s barrier with devastating force, shattering the energy defense and creating a deafening sound that echoed through the hall. Gracela was knocked back, surprised by the force of Wanda’s attack. But she was undeterred. Quickly recovering, Gracela advanced again, her sword glowing with an intense light.
The duel continued, the two swordswomen exchanging quick, powerful blows, their blades sparking in the air. Each move was a spectacle of skill and strength, showing the true talent of both Wanda and Gracela. The spectators could hardly believe what they were seeing, their eyes glued to the intense battle before them.
"Mountain Cut!" shouted Gracela, attacking with a tremendous force that shook the ground.
Wanda barely managed to dodge, feeling the shockwave of Gracela’s blow. She knew she couldn’t let Gracela gain any more ground. Concentrating, she decided to use one of her most powerful techniques.
"Lightning Blast!" Wanda shouted, channeling all of her energy into a single devastating attack.
Wanda’s blade glowed brightly before releasing a bolt of electricity that swept through the hall and hit Gracela with crushing force. Gracela tried to block the attack, but the intensity of the blast knocked her backward and to her knees.
"You are strong. Are all Rank-S Hunters this strong?" Gracela asked as she got to her feet.
"Not everyone knows how to use a sword like I do. Luckily I had a great master." Wanda looked at Victor.
Gracela stood with a tired but determined smile. Her eyes, as sharp as the blade she wielded, shone with new intensity. She knew that Wanda was no ordinary opponent; her strength and skill deserved respect. Gracela, however, was a Sword Monarch, a title not easily earned, and she would not allow anyone, not even a talented Rank-S hunter, to subdue her so easily.
The crowd watched with growing tension. The hall, decorated with luxurious tapestries and glittering chandeliers, seemed to vibrate with the energy emanating from the combatants. The air was charged with electricity and dust, the result of the powerful blows that echoed from every corner of the room.
Victor, with his serious expression, kept his eyes on Wanda. Although he didn’t show it, his mind was full of conflicting thoughts and feelings. He saw in Wanda a reflection of his own determination, a reflection that filled him with pride and, at the same time, with latent worry. Aluella, at his side, couldn’t hide her concern. Her slender fingers gripped the back of the chair, her eyes alternating between Gracela and Wanda, each shining with the light of their extraordinary talents.
"I still have a few tricks up my sleeve," Gracela said, her voice firm but not without a hint of admiration. "Get ready, Wanda. Let’s see if you can keep up."
Gracela raised her sword, and the blade began to glow with an emerald sheen.
"Dance of the Cutting Leaves!" She shouted, spinning her sword in a complex pattern.
Tiny blades of green energy began to detach from her sword, swirling around her like a whirlwind of leaves in a storm.
Wanda sensed the impending danger. The energy blades moved with incredible speed, each capable of cutting through steel like butter. She would need all of her agility and strength to fend off this attack.
"Spirit of Thunder!" Wanda shouted, injecting her blade with intense electric energy. Lightning danced along the sword, emitting a constant hum. In one swift motion, she delivered an arcing strike, releasing a wave of electrical energy that crashed into Gracela’s green blades.
The impact was explosive. Sparks and energy fragments flew in all directions, lighting up the hall in bright flashes. Spectators instinctively took cover, some ducking, others raising their arms to protect their faces. The collision of techniques created an overwhelming pressure in the room, causing the ground to shake slightly.
Gracela used the confusion to move forward again. Her sword moved like lightning, each stroke delivered with deadly precision.
Wanda, however, was prepared. Her sharp reflexes allowed her to dodge and block the attacks, albeit with difficulty.
Each of Gracela’s blows seemed stronger than the last, as if she was gradually increasing the intensity of her attacks.
"Gale impact!" Gracela shouted, spinning around and creating a powerful gust of wind that pushed Wanda backwards.
The force of the wind was such that Wanda could barely stand. She steadied herself by planting her feet on the ground and using her sword as an anchor.
Wanda knew she had to fight back.
"Divine Lightning!" she shouted, concentrating all her remaining energy into her sword.
A brilliant aura enveloped the blade, pulsing with pure electricity. With a ferocious scream, she lunged at Gracela, her sword slicing through the air with impressive speed.
Gracela tried to block the blow, but Wanda’s overwhelming strength caught her off guard. Wanda’s electrified blade collided with Gracela’s, creating an explosion of energy that knocked them both backward. Gracela fell to her knees, breathing heavily. Wanda was panting as well, but she didn’t let her guard down.
Victor watched with alert eyes. He knew that the next move could decide the outcome of the fight. "Come on, Wanda," he murmured almost inaudibly. "You can do it."
The tension in the room was palpable. Every spectator held their breath, waiting for the fighters’ next move.
Gracela slowly stood up, her expression now more serious. "You are truly impressive, Wanda. But I’m not done yet."
"Neither am I," Wanda replied with an excited smile. "Let’s get this over with."
