Chapter 825: Ilcheon Cult (4)
BANG—! THUD, THUD—!
The lodging prepared for the Azure Dragon Division at the branch headquarters—inside, the training hall rang with violent echoes.
Whoosh—!
At the sound, I turned my head. The tip of a sword grazed my cheek.
I took a step forward, lowering my upper body. Another sword sliced through the spot I had just occupied.
I threw a punch into empty air. As if it had been lying in wait, a blade aura came flying toward me, only to shatter as it met my fist.
Despite the short exchange, relentless attacks kept pouring in, and my body moved ceaselessly in response.
Rolling my eyes, I lightly expanded my senses. Murderous intent flared from all directions.
Twisting my waist slightly, I wrapped my arm in Qi.
‘One first.’
I shifted my gaze—not to the closest one, but to the farthest.
Pushing off with my foot, I picked up speed.