Chapter 164 (2/2)

Even bare hands are enough. However, even that method is pitiful.

“Youuuuu!”

I extend my arm against Adofu who runs towards me while shouting.

“A 5-move strike. Maybe I should get his wrist with a 5-move strike.”

From the moment I announce that, I ready my sword slowly, and construct a strategy to fight in my head.

“Here, 1st , 2nd , 3rd……”

Strike first, to get the initiative.

It is a painful feeling, being overpowered in a contest of swords, letting you know that you weren’t as good as you thought you were.

“4th strike.”

The speed of my attack is raised.

His guard speed is slow, Adofu’s stance has collapsed.

Before his guard is ready, I strike with my left hand.

“And then this is 5th strike!”

Aiming at the left arm, I make a small turn with the sword and drive the sword into his arm.

As foretold, With 5 strikes Adofu’s wrist is chopped off.

I cannot suppress the corners of my mouth from curving up.

To see Adofu’s expression, I raise my eyes.

“Hmm?”

With one hand, Adofu directs his sword towards me and swings it down.

This person, purposely extended his left hand to restrict my movement.

Maa, if it is this speed difference, from here it would be easy to get away from here.

It’s about time I break his will. It’s a shame, but I have to end this little warmup.

I’ll have to break your will once more.

Giving up on Adofu’s hand, I kicked the floor and went down. (T/N: crouch)

“[[Shock Wave]]!”

The slash of the longsword holds some force.

It was clever of him to have lasted until this point.

Although I am reluctant, I have no choice but to accept it.

There is no meaning in doing this, it’s annoying.

Enough, let’s quickly kill Adofu and get this over with.

I have no plan to kill Adofu in one strike, it would spoil the fun. A man who cannot read the atmosphere.

That is why the church hates him.

I cross my arms while receiving the attack of [[Shock Wave]].

Aa, a useless attack.

Adofu throws his sword ahead this time.

If it is just this much, no matter how, I can still handle it. What is this guy thinking?

Did he understand the difference in ability and literally threw it? Or did he feel like returning a blow? Did he lose the will to fight?

No matter what, the conclusion has been somewhat decided. I wonder if I had played with him a little bit too much.

The thrown sword is dodged by bending my back.

Adofu extends his hand toward me.

“[[Clay]]!”

At this moment, with that level of magic, what are you trying to do?

Behind me, there is the sound ‘Kachi’, the sound of metal clas.h.i.+ng.

Is the sword being bounced back?

By using the sound, the trajectory of the sword can be predicted, it would not be able to hit me.

Yes that’s right.

With the ground raised up by magic clay, it is for the thrown sword to bounce back and hit the target, a desperate trick.

I keep my eyes focused on my back.

I tilt myself and Adofu’s sword flies past my inclined body.

That beautiful evasive movement, it is enough to reach the artistic realm.

If this guy were to practice like this more often, his swordsmans.h.i.+p would improve.

That’s why it’s weak.

“Hai hai, good. One hit with a slash, is that satisfying enough?…… Aa?”

When I tilt my neck, Adofu jumps towards this place.

In mid air, Adofu holds his sword in a messy way and just like that, it heads towards my face.

There is no strategy, just blind movement.

With this position it cannot be avoided.

It is easy to counter. After that, it will be possible to kill Adofu, the attack will not be stopped.

Even with magic, it will not be able to turn the situation right now.

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