Although he dodged the incoming attack, his neck was stiff cold.
He did save himself from the attack but this time it was really close.
He cannot remain still any longer.
After the successful block using the shield, Yoon Seok swung his sword reflexively. However, his sword was met with nothing, it was as if his opponent vanished.
That man was already two steps away.
âI need to stop charging at him. Right now, holding this shield is getting more and more annoying.â
Yoon Seok felt his shoulders were getting heavier with every breath.
But his strong opponent changed his mind and fiercely charged towards him.
âNo, I donât think you shouldâŠâ
Yoon Seok, who was on the edge; collecting himself, saw the man swinging his sword aggressively at him.
Just like the first time, nothing has changed. Both stood on their ground, him below while his opponent standing above.
Blocking the attack with his shield, Yoon Seok swung his sword forward at the man.
At the same time, the man repelled the attack using his sword.
And soon after, there came a difference in their tedious routine.
Aakk!
The burly man instead of charging with his sword used his foot.
Yoon Seok, being his first battle with weapons, was primarily focused on the movement of the sword, met with a great physical force.
The foot met in his stomach, the only blindspot that couldnât be covered by the shield, it was defenceless.
âUmph!â
The impact was out of his imagination, Yoon Seok was shocked to his core, to the point he almost let go his sword and shield.
He could feel his organs being displaced in a way they shouldnât, screaming in protest.
It was hard to breathe properly, but there was no time to be absent-minded.
Yoon Seok desperately raised his shield.
Without missing any moment, this time the man charged forward with his sword.
Kang!
Once again, his shield was met with a strong force.
The impact completely crushed Yoon Seok as he tried to use all his strength to hold the shield, collapsing his posture.
But, the man didnât give a chance to get a hold of himself.
The man charged at him with his sword, missing no beat.
Yoon Seok had no choice but to lift his sword for protection and thought.
Doesnât matter how many times he stops these attacks, he canât guarantee what will happen the next time. He knew if he let go of his posture or collapsed due to impact, he wouldnât be able to stop the man.
âThis is the only chance I have!â
Yoon Seok made a quick yet accurate decision.
He threw his shield towards his opponent. With such action, the man was perplexed as he didnât expect the shield to be used as a disposable.
Not missing the chancet, Yoon Seok charged forward and thrust his sword.
ThenâŠ
Kacha!
His shape blade made a cut on the manâs flesh.
For the first time did Yoon Seok succeed.
However, due to having no opening, he couldnât give the man any fatal injury.
He could only stab the side of his abdomen.
Soon, Yoon Seok continued to display attacks one after the other, but the man swiftly stepped back and widened the distance between them.
And now there was a pause from both parties.
âThe shield! Iâll need to pick it up!â
This was the only chance he had to pick up his shield.
He must get hold of his shield before the man narrows the distance between them again.
Just as Yoon Seok bent over to pick up the shield.
His sixth sense heightened and warned him.
ââŠ?â
His instinct took over his body even before his mind could register.
Yoon Seok suddenly stepped back, almost in a streak he was meters away, getting away from the slash. The blade was so fast and all happened in a flash cutting through his shadows.
âI was dead there. If not for my quick judgement, my head would be rolling on the ground.â
The man in front was genuinely surprised by his quick movement.
Though dodging the blade didnât make Yoon Seok happy at all.
If he was a little late, the dual would have ended.
He only tried to retrieve his shield but was met with a violent death.
Yoon Seok gave up on it.
âLetâs give up the shield.â
In this duel, they both are observing one another for an opening; for a fatal strike.
He had no chance to pick up the shield that he once discarded.
âThrowing the shield was a good tactic. Use about anything thatâs in the hand⊠It reminds me of when I first entered this world.â
The man seemed to be quite relaxed even though blood was profusely dripping from his side.
Does he even feel pain?
Thinking about it, Yoon Seok couldnât help but shake his head.
It wasnât that.
Of course, he was in pain.
The difference between them was the man had experienced pain before.
Suddenly, the difference between them started to increase.