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Martial Arts System

Chapter 244: Sword Vs. Gun.
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*Bang* *Bang*

Only smoke left the gun's barrel as the bullets started flying towards Ichiro like cannons.

Ichiro quickly put his swords in the way and started moving them like they were possessed.

[Steel Edge - Sword Mayhem!]

The bullets flew past Ichiro as they were being deflected, but Ichiro had his limits and couldn't keep deflecting forever.

One of the bullets scratched Ichiro's thigh, which made him grimace slightly, but it also made his body posture a mess.

Ichiro started running towards the nearby door, but Erik's bullets blocked his path, which caused Ichiro to return to his deflection session.

Erik's face was cold as ice while trying to kill Ichiro.

He looked completely different from how we were at the party.

'What happened to him?' Ichiro frowned and swung the sword powerfully, which crushed the nearby bullet in pieces.

Ichiro used his sword as a baseball bat and sent the destroyed bullet straight towards Erik.

Even though it was broken, the bullet flew with such speed that it could cause similar damage with an ordinary bullet.

[Steel Edge - Sword Synthesis!]

Erik simply moved his head to the side and dodged the flying bullet, which could have proven fatal.

He pointed the guns back towards Ichiro and squeezed the triggers, but only clanking noises came.

He frowned and started reloading, but Ichiro saw his chance and disappeared from his current position!

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[Iron Burst!]

It only took Ichiro one second to reach Erik's figure.

But Erik was also extremely good at reloading, and he managed to reload even faster!

His gun was already pointed at Ichiro's unguarded face. He took a calm breath and squeezed the trigger.

*BANG!*

Ichiro gritted his teeth and moved his head to the side forcefully, which caused his neck muscles to stretch in an uncomfortable way.

The bullet scratched his cheek, but it didn't cause any damage except make a slight blood trail on his smooth-looking skin.

Ichiro swung his swords towards Erik's guns, hoping to disarm him, but he already had jumped backward and unleashed another rain of bullets.

*BANG!*

*BANG!*

Ichiro widened his eyes, and with his great reflexes, he noticed a door only a meter away from him.

While the bullets were leaving the barrels of the guns and were about to unleash a storm of bullets on Ichiro's figure.

Ichiro decided to kick down the door and enter the small room!

He raised his leg and smashed the door into pieces, and the bullets were only a few meters away from him!

The bullets were fast enough to reach his spot in a millisecond, but Ichiro quickly used Iron Burst and entered the small room.

He crashed on the wall of the small room while the sound of bullets swooshing past the room was heard.

Ichiro looked around the room, but it was too small to dodge the bullets or deflect.

'Did I make a mistake..?' Ichiro thought with a sinking feeling. Making mistakes in the battle, which decides will he live or die, is the biggest mistake he could make.

But, he didn't really have any choice previously; he could have died because his speed isn't fast enough to deflect hundreds of the bullets.

*Bam*

Erik appeared in the broken door, he already had his two pistols aimed at Ichiro's face, and he only needed to squeeze the trigger.

A mocking smirk appeared on his face as he calmly squeezed the trigger.

*BANG*

*BANG*

Ichiro widened his eyes and put the swords in front of him.

[Steel Edge - Sword Mayhem!]

His swords started moving like they were living beings. Ichiro's arms became blurry as he used his top speed to deflect the bullets.

But then, one of the bullets managed to infiltrate his defenses and pierced straight through his thigh.

''Agh!'' Ichiro groaned in pain; he also saw Erik's smirk becoming much more sickening to look at.

'Bastard... I am not done yet!' Ichiro decided to make one final desperate attempt at survival.

He went into a throwing stance and threw his right-handed sword towards Erik!

Erik's eyes widened, but he quickly stepped to the side and watched as the sword flew past his face.

Another smirk appeared on his face, he aimed the guns again towards the small room, but then a black-haired figure left the room, who was already swinging his sword towards Erik!

Erik quickly jumped backward, but the sword did a long slash wound on his chest, which made the blood gush out without stopping.

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''ARGH!'' Erik grimaced in pain and fell down on the ground.

Ichiro quickly grabbed the sword from the ground and started limping away from the battlefield.

He was not confident enough to defeat Erik with his current wounds. That was his last attempt to deal a killing blow, but he failed and only managed to wound him.

A slash wound won't hinder Erik's battle prowess at all, but Ichiro can't use his right leg at all.

Ichiro entered the room with dozen doors and entered one of them swiftly.

Erik quickly stood up and touched the wound, which was gushing with blood.

His face became enraged and bloodlusty.

He stormed towards the spacious room and saw a trail of blood going towards one of the doors!

*BANG* *BANG*

Erik fired his guns at the door and blasted it to smithereens.

He walked past the broken door and saw a long corridor with a blood trail going straight towards the end of the corridor.

'You can't escape from me...' He thought with a scary and vicious look on his face. He started running towards the end of the corridor with only one purpose.

To kill Ichiro!

...

''Huff... Huff...'' Ichiro was taking deep breaths as he was dragging his leg behind him.

He took a quick glance behind him and heard the menacing sound of Erik's running towards him.

Ichiro opened the Interface and took a glass bottle with green liquid from the Inventory.

He gulped down the Healing Potion, and the wound in his left started healing almost immediately.

A small smirk appeared on his face, 'Well... This might be called cheating, but I really want to slice his head off.... Time for round 2.'