Chapter 31
Ssss…
War Sword Demon Wi-jong’s wooden sword moved slowly, generating a shadow that resembled a mirage. I found it difficult to follow its movement with my dynamic vision; the reason being that the mirage flowing around the wooden sword was an illusion created by qi. I had never faced an opponent who utilized such martial arts, so I blinked in confusion.
‘What? Ah.’
I realized at that moment that the distance between War Sword Demon Wi-jong and me had unexpectedly closed. There was absolutely no prelude; the distance that was initially two yards had suddenly narrowed to less than one yard. This was likely due to the principle of distorting the opponent’s sense of distance using the thumb.
Recognizing that it would be troublesome if I got caught up in Wi-jong’s footwork, I brandished my short sword.
Clang!
Wi-jong’s wooden sword and my short sword clashed in mid-air. A lightning-like aura released a formless wave. Normally, it would be impossible for a first-rate expert like Wi-jong to have his attack blocked by a child’s short sword.
Wobble
However, Wi-jong almost lost his grip on his wooden sword due to the counterforce behind my attacks. Although the sword didn’t break, it bent slightly inward, and a stream of blood spurted from Wi-jong’s mouth.