It was only thanks to the physical condition inherited from the angel and Karas that he was able to block the sword of the Kaizen Swords Academy instructor.

Sparks flew as the blade scratched the blade, and Nameless� body was pushed back and crashed into the wall.

He managed to keep his balance and mumbled something with his head lowered, still not loosening his defenses.

Quan felt rather strange at the bland response.

�Don�t you know swordsmanship?�Then what is it, the intense feeling of strangeness when I first saw it?�

After finishing his thoughts, the nameless head finally lifted.

�I get it.�

�what?�

Quan grabbed his sword and strode away.

�What is a sword?�

The nameless figure disappeared from Quan�s sight.

Since all the functions of the schema were Kuan focused on the movement, it could not happen just because it was fast.

Searching for traces of the missing enemy, Kuan�s pupils were fixed deep on the left.

kang!�And the swords clashed again, but this time the situation was completely reversed.

�Can�t you react?�

Is human thought really infinitely free?

It was a topic that never left Quan�s mind from the moment he grabbed the sword.

And the conclusion he had reached while swinging his sword was clearly �not so�.

Human thinking seems free, but when a truly free being looks down, it is extremely mechanical and bound to patterns.

In order to overcome the limits of that thought, Kuan has been practicing movement throughout his life and has reached the present state.

But now, the unknown movement transcended even his thoughts.

�Swordsmanship����Did you know?�

Suddenly, such a question crossed his mind, but Quan quickly changed his mind.

It�s not like I already knew it, but I�m growing as I clash swords.

�No, this is indeed an evolutionary level.�

Explosive swordsmanship growth or enlightenment that could not be explained otherwise.

The nameless twin swords gradually began to wield in a trajectory that deviated from Quan�s common sense, and inflicted fatal wounds on Quan�s body in just five minutes.

�Keugh!�

Quan, who had been cut in the chest, rotated to check the approach and retreated to the end of the hallway.

The humiliation as a swordsman hurt more than the wound in his chest. JrNovels.com