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Philza's pov

I got ready as Technoblade and I stood prepared to fight. Tommy, the loud blond teenager, took half a step away from the wall to count down from three for the fight. Once the child said 'Go!' we both lunged toward each other, running up and clashing our long blades together, Techno had two Katanas, one in each hand while I just had the one. My blade was longer than his, while his being the same size, about half an inch shorter than mine. We only stayed in that position for half a second before we both bounced off each other and rushed forward, clashing our swords against each other. He went for an under sweap with his left sword, making me jump as he spun and nearly sliced my arm off with his right sword, I just barely managed to block it in time. This one's gonna be a challenge, guess this won't be as boring as I thought. I smile, opening my mouth to speak as I sweep my sword under his feet and dodge both his swords with a roll underneath him as he jumps to avoid my sword.

"You're pretty good at this, how long have you practiced?" I spin around and block a swing from him just in time as he replies with a rough concentrated voice.

"Since I was fourteen" He kicked me in the stomach, knocking me back, almost onto my arse but I used my sword to steady myself, stabbing it into a mat and sliding the mat with me as I regained my balance. I pulled the sword out of the mat as he jumped onto me with a swing, blocking his blade merely inches from my face before slipping away from him and kicking him down onto his knees. He rolled out of the way as I swung my blade down to the mat, catching it before it sliced the mat and swinging around to clash with Techno again, kicking at him in the leg, making him lose balance and jump to the side, rolling and jumping to his feet. He panted a bit and we both looked at each other in silence, only our breathing could be heard as everyone else held their breaths. Techno straightened up and tossed one of his blades down before kicking it to the side and grabbing the handle of the one in his hand by both hands. I reached up and readjusted my hat before lunging at him a second before he lunges back at me. Right before we could clash again he dodges and punches me in the stomach, grabbing my shirt and spinning before letting go and having me fly across the room and land against the wall, knocking the breath out of me.

I fall to the floor on my hands and knees, barely keeping a grip on the handle of my blade as I catch my breath, hearing my oponent run at me from across the room. I roll out of the way as he swings his sword down, then get up and hold my sword properly, my hands were a bit blistered from the handle and Techno straightened up again, walking towards me with big fast heavy steps. He swings and I block, he swings again and I dodge. He swings one more time and I swing as well, this time though instead of lashing I swirve my sword around his and fling his sword up into the air, quite a few feet before it comes down and stabs into the mat a few feet away from us. He doesn't back down at this, instead he balls his hands into tight fists and gets into a low fighting stance.

"Hand to hand combat, huh? Alright, I can do that" I toss my sword aside and coppy his stance, only moments before he lunges forward to hit me, I block and kick my leg up in aim for his knee, but he catches it and flips me over into a backflip. I spin a little bit and land on my feet before he pounces on me, aimed to wrap his arms around my neck. My hat falls off and floats to the ground and I grab his forearms, pulling him forward and doing a front flip, slamming him against the mat at full speed with my bodyweight. He exhales and tosses me off him, making me roll a few times before jumping to my feet and running at him. He rolls out of the way and grabs my ankle, standing up and swinging me up over his head onto the matted floor on the other side of himself. I scramble to get up but he doesn't let go of my ankle, inside he swings me around, lifting me into the air before letting go, I tuck and roll as I hit the ground and am faced with hitting the wall again. I get up, stumble over and grab the wall for support and before I know it I'm put into a headlock. I struggle for a good ten seconds before my vision starts to get fuzzy and I give up and tap his arm. He immediately lets go and holds me up so I don't fall while I reach up to my throat and catch my breath.

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