" Learn my swordsmanship?!"
"What a joke!"
Shiliew's face turned red.
The swordsmanship that he had painstakingly cultivated for decades had only made this brat slightly happy?
How could he learn it in just a few minutes!
This was an insult to him!
But then, Shiliew revealed a look of disbelief.
For the first time, Sword8 suddenly gripped the hilt of his sword with both hands.
This was not just a simple imitation.
The moment he held the saber with both hands, Sword Eight's aura changed.
It wasn't the increase in Spirit Pressure, but rather, it was as if he had become a sword master!
It was as if he would be hacked to death in the next second!
Gulp!
Shiliew couldn't help but gulp. His gaze had finally changed.
From the initial anger, it gradually turned into fear.
He couldn't win!
He definitely couldn't win against this brat!
"No…"
"Impossible!"
"I am Areno Shiliew, the chief warden of the city!”
"Brat, don't get too carried away. Are you kidding me?”
Shiliew was drenched in cold sweat, but he did not realize that his fear had thrown him into a panic.
In a fit of anger, he pointed straight at Sword8!
"Little brat!"
"Go to hell!"
Under absolute fear, people would often produce two extremely short emotions.
The former would have thoughts of escaping.
However, people who were known for being strong would often have the thought of destroying the thing in front of them that terrified them.
Shiliew was like this now!
Sword Eight had made him feel fear, so he had to destroy the thing of fear in front of him.
He charged at Sword8 angrily.
The famous sword in his hand, Lei Yu, suddenly slashed down at Sword Eight without any rhyme or reason!
Clang!
However, his previous swordsmanship could be blocked by Sword8, so how could it be of any use now that he was brandishing his sword without any order?
Without a doubt, it was blocked by Sword8 with both hands.
And this time, it was blocked by Sword8's smooth sword technique.
"Impossible!"
"How did you learn swordsmanship in such a short time?!”
"Again!"
Shiliew was sweating profusely from all the pores on his body, but he continued to slash at Sword Eight.
Clang!
But this time, it was still blocked!
Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
Sword after sword, Shiliew seemed to have transformed into a machine that wielded a blade.
However, every single one of his sword strikes was blocked by Sword Eight without a doubt!
Magellan, who had witnessed this scene with his own eyes, was stunned.
"Really?"
"This brat has completely changed the way he holds his saber!”
"No!"
"Not only his posture, but his expression and the way he swung his sword have completely changed!”
" It's like a master swordsman who has been practicing hard for decades. Every stroke of his is performed at the most appropriate angle and with the most appropriate force!”
"Don't waste even a bit more energy. While preserving your physical strength, you can play with your opponent!”
Magellan himself knew swordsmanship.
However, he had never expected that Sword8 would actually learn his swordsmanship without any training. He had only been fighting Shiliew for a few minutes, and Sword8 had already learned his swordsmanship!
Gulp!
Magellan could not help but swallow.
He finally understood why the Marshal of the War Country valued Sword Eight so much.
This brat had a talent that could make people despair!
...
At this moment, he looked at Sword8.
His aura had completely changed.
He was no longer like the wild beast that had come out of the cage. Instead, he had transformed into a sword master.
He used his perfect swordsmanship to neutralize Shiliew's countless attacks.
The moment Shiliew revealed an opening, he suddenly grabbed the knife with both hands and took a step forward.
"Slash!"
The knife came down from above.
This sword!
It was more natural than any previous attack.
It was as clean as a slash that had been practiced countless times. It was filled with killing intent and speed!
Shiliew was stunned.
The sawtooth-like blade approached.
It landed on his face.
It was as if it wanted to split him into two from the middle!
Sweat instantly soaked his entire body.
He was completely frozen on the spot.
His heart was beating wildly!
"No, I'm not. We can't win!"
"I can't win against this guy in front of me!”
"He's a monster, a natural powerhouse, and I'm just a weakling!”
"We can't win!"
The threat of death filled his brain.
This time, fear overwhelmed anger once again.
His body, which had been propped up by anger, was now completely dominated by fear.
The sword was getting closer and closer to him, almost touching his face. Shiliew's famous sword, Thunderstorm, fell to the ground with a clang.
In an instant, the knife pressed against his face.
A stream of blood flowed down his face!
However, the knife stopped at less than a millimeter.
"How could this be…"
Shiliew didn't understand why the kid had stopped his blade and not slashed down.
However, in the next second, Sword8's angry voice suddenly sounded.
"Bastard!"
"Who told you to be afraid of me!”
"Who told you to give up!"
"Shouldn't two people fight with the determination to die and slash each other until they die?!”
"Why are you afraid of me? I was just about to use the sword technique you mentioned to return the favor, but you actually gave up on it?!”
Sword8 roared angrily.
He was furious!
Damn it!
All of them claimed that practicing swordsmanship would make one stronger.
In the end, just as he was about to admit the existence of swordsmanship, this fellow actually gave up swordsmanship out of fear!
This was disrespectful to him!
The greatest humiliation to him!
But soon after, Sword8's anger turned into disdain.
"Forget it."
"You don't even have the right to be chopped down by me with your sword.”
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