Chapter: 1552
The man�s sword flew again towards Pyo-wol.
His swordsmanship was smooth and natural, just like flowing water.�
His reaction was truly dazzling.�
There was no flaw in his judgement, improvisation, and martial arts. Everything was flawless.
Clang!
However, his attack was blocked by a small dagger that Pyo-wol was holding. Pyo-wol had blocked his attack with the phantom dagger.
�Cha-hat!�
Despite his attack being blocked, the man did not panic, he just continued to unleash his sword techniques one after another.
His sword strikes continued on uninterrupted, just like flowing water.
�Woah!�
Hong Yushin could not help but exclaim in admiration.�
Although Hong Yushin had met and experienced countless martial artists, this was the first time he had seen a warrior with such fluid and graceful swordplay.
Just like how small drops of water could gather to pierce through a large rock, likewise, there was nothing in the world that could withstand the concentrated force of water.
The man�s sword strikes were like that� gentle yet contained tremendous destructive power. If it were an ordinary warrior, their body would have been sliced within three seconds.
The man�s swordplay was a masterpiece of precision and control, penetrating every element with ease.
On the other hand, Pyo-wol was deflecting the man�s fluid and smooth attacks with just his small dagger. He was able to do so by accelerating his reaction speed with the Black Lightning technique.
An ordinary person would have questioned why they were being attacked out of nowhere or even regarded the person�s behavior as rude, causing them to panic and make mistakes, but Pyo-wol was not an ordinary person.
He didn�t know why the man was attacking him, but it was clear that he was hostile towards him.
For him to be attacked with such hostility meant that the person in front of him had some kind of grudge towards him. And there was nothing more foolish than trying to reason with such a person.�
The man was like a raging river.�
One wrong turn, and Pyo-wol could easily be swept away, all the way to the lower reaches of the river in an instant.�
At this point, he needed to cut off his opponent�s momentum.
Pyo-wol knew exactly how to do that.
Ciit!
The range of the phantom daggers suddenly expanded.�
The phantom dagger, as big as the palm of a person�s hand, flew out and attacked the man.
�Hik!�
For the first time, a puzzled expression appeared on the man�s face.
The phantom dagger that had just attacked him, was now back at Pyo-wol�s hand.
Only then did the man realize that there was an indistinguishable thread of qi attached at the end of the dagger.� JrNovels.com