《Free》Chapter 15: Sudden Enrollment! Part VII
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He came closer and closer.
As his sword was getting closer to my face, I blocked it with my own and threw it at him.
I hit his cheek.
Just a second after I hit him I jumped towards him and went in for a kick.
He put his feet down and ducked, but I grabbed his arm and threw him up.
I set down my feet and jumped up towards him.
I went in for a punch, but he attacked with his sword, he hit my arm.
It was bleeding as hell, and it hurt a lot.
I fell down and went to pick up my sword.
I had to push myself through all of the students who were running.
I was breathing a lot, I had used a lot of energy.
I looked back and he was running towards me.
He attacked me a bunch of times with his sword, it was hard to keep up with his tempo but I succeeded to block every attack.
I felt myself getting more and more tired.
I jumped back, but he jumped forward, trying to keep up with me.
When I landed I ducked down, he wasn't expecting it.
I managed to attack his leg with my sword.
He screamed in pain, but this time he didn't jump back, he punched my head.
It hurt a lot.
"Katsura, keep going strong, you still have a chance taking him down!" Fuushima said.
I decided to listen to him and rose up.
I dodged his next attack and jumped back.
My stamina was almost over, I could barely stand.
"You're still not giving up, eh?" Hashida said while breathing.
He must be tired too!
I decided to jump back in.
He wasn't ready this time.
I made my sword ready for attack, but I punched his face instead.
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He was ready to block with his sword, and didn't expect the punch to the face.
I went for another punch to the stomach, then I slashed my sword against his chest, he started bleeding a lot.
He dropped his sword on the ground.
I drew back my sword and kicked him to the face.
He flew to the right and fell on the ground.
I slowly walked towards him, he barely moved. He was only breathing.
I pointed my sword at his neck.
He quickly drew out his sword and threw it at me, it hit my chest.
I started bleeding a lot, but I made sure to not make him rise up.
I kept my blade on his neck, all he did was laugh.
His nose and mouth were covered in blood.
"To think.. that a... teacher got.. beaten by hi-.. his student" he said while coughing out blood.
"It's.. we-.. weird huh" he said.
I kept looking at him.
He was smiling, his eyes were half open.
Suddenly, a flier was slowly falling down from above.
It landed next to him, it was a bounty of me.
"Any last words?" I said.
"What are you doing?! Kill him immediately!" Fushima said.
I was quiet.
"Y... Yes, Give me.. a minute" he said.
There was blood from him on the ground.
He dipped his index finger and started writing something on the flier.
I looked over to see what it said.
"Kill him! Hashida Suzuki" it said.
He pointed his fingers and the flier started floating.
"I.. If I can't kill.. you" he began.
"Th-.. Then I will let my.. home town do it!" he said and flier flew away.
I quickly slashed his throat.
His eyes were open but his pupils lost color.
He started bleeding more and a pool of blood started forming around him.
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I drew back my sword and started sprinting.
I ran away from the dojo and started hiding in bushes.
I took of my shirt, as it was covered in blood.
I heard jumping not too far away.
"QUICKLY SOLDIERS!" someone screamed.
"WE CANNOT LET THIS CRIMINAL GET AWAY"
"HE'S A SKILLED SWORDSMAN WITH SPIKY HAIR, DON'T FORGET THAT!" he screamed.
I stayed hidden and walked slowly.
I made sure for them not to find me.
After a long time of walking, I could barely feel my feet, my eyes were half open and I felt like I was going to die any second.
I have been bleeding for a long time.
Not too far away I saw a farmer.
As a last effort, I put on my shirt and screamed help.
Then, I lost consciousness.
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