Chapter 281: The Last Vote (2)
Peach blossoms fell. A flower was snow that wasn’t cold.
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“Alright,” I said as I held up my sword. “Let’s see it.”
I charged and swung my sword, clashing it against the Viper’s.
Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
The Viper’s muscles tensed before attacking from multiple directions, creating the illusion of three or four swords striking simultaneously.
These aren’t actual sword trajectories. It’s a test.
The Viper raised his aura to create multiple afterimages of his sword to see which one I would respond to. Depending on my choice, his attacks would change completely, and that change wouldn’t work in my favor at all.
It’s Take On The World Alone.
This was probably the Skill he had acquired when he entered the Tower—an ability to predict possible attack trajectories. It was this ability that had allowed me to get a brief glimpse into Teacher’s world.