Chapter 22: The Newcomer

Kahn looked at the old man Arkham, focusing his sight on any slight movements the old man might make. His Survival Instinct alert & then he activated his Hunter's Intent.

Kahn knew that no matter how accurate his perception or Survival Instinct blessing was, if he didn't have enough reaction speed or strength to defend himself against a truly strong enemy; his life would be forfeited right on the spot.

"You have some good senses, kid. Now let me see if you actually know how to fight." said Arkham as he took his first step towards Kahn.

WHOOSH!

Arkham's image flickered the next second and Kahn sensed an impending doom coming towards him.

Clang!

Just as the Arkham was about to hit Kahn, the young man quickly used the sword to block his left-hand side and finally, Arkham's figure appeared in front of him.

Author: Consider his sword similar to the one in the cover art of the Novel, with a black hilt and guard.

The surrounding people gasped with surprise!

Even the other instructors were amazed. Because until now, Arkham never used his speed to attack any of the examinees. He only parried and dodged them before landing a fatal hit with his wooden sword. But now he was taking the approach of the attacker against the young man.

And to add more surprise to this, the young man actually blocked the strike that everyone standing there failed to see.

"Nice sword." said Arkham and he swung his wooden sword again. Kahn was barely adjusting to the grandmaster rank swordsman's extremely quick speed and attacks.

Each strike looked very simple but only Kahn knew that Arkham was trying to either land a fatal blow or disarm him. Not a single movement from the old man was wasteful and as Kahn kept defending against these flawless strikes that followed a form of rhythm to them, leading his hand movements when he was defending against the strikes; Kahn realized that he was being too overconfident of himself when he asked the old man to attack him first.

"Is defending all you can do?" asked Arkham with contemptuous eyes as if he was disappointed with Kahn's skills.

Ding!

[Host has improved the Weapon Mastery for Swords.

Current progress : 35% at Master Rank.

the Combat Techniques,

progress : 15% at

his head but Kahn didn't lose his attention

try to goad me into attacking and give you an opening, old man." said Kahn as he firmed his defensive stance

you the difference between our skills." said Arkham

Boom!

an unimaginable pressure as if a mountain

right on the spot while others slouched under

and killing intent was actually facing the pressure 3 times more than what others felt. His body having no strength to even

front of a

bones clattering under this pressure and his veins popping out. The old man with a

War Dominance!

and felt the pressure on him

however, not only his aura was waning in front of the young man but he too also sensed a form of threat from the

Very interesting." said Arkham as contained his

Kahn also tried his best to defend and maintain his footing against the heavy and quick attacks. His new sword possessing extreme durability

his end against Arkham's swift attacks, Kahn had a joyful expression on his face. Because with every strike he was defending against, his weapon mastery and Combat techniques mastery was increasing by a lot as he was fighting against a true

on Kahn's face felt irritated as the new guy in

to attack me. I will only defend. How

reputation to protect

combat techniques mastery by defending alone. He had to attack as well to improve his skills. Otherwise, he'd be just swinging a sword like an idiot in a real battle. He had to use this opportunity to learn some true sword

coming!" shouted Kahn and charged at

longsword vertically trying to land a lethal hit at the old

Thang!

stone banging resounded

the adjacent training grounds were immersed in looking at Kahn and Arkham's fight. The newbie managing to last for so long against the famous Arkham, one

floor where Kahn's sword just landed. Arkham had

was using a wooden sword, there was a layer of protective aura or some kind of barrier that was covering the

only was made of extremely good quality materials, but it was

not leave an opening and twisted his body in a circular motion, using the momentum of his body to pull the sword out of the ground

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