Chapter 50: School Festival (6)
The clash of Yoon Siwoo’s sword came down at a speed so fast it was barely visible to the eye.
BOOOOOM!!
"Ugh...!"
But through the exploding smoke and the scattering dust, what appeared first was Professor Philia’s hand, gripping the sword.
Without panic, Yoon Siwoo twisted his body midair, escaping the hold with a swift side kick—and in an instant, he vanished from my sight.
Then he reappeared—directly behind the professor.
Yet somehow, despite the cloth wrapped around her eyes, she sensed it. Her arm moved, tucking the sword under her armpit before striking.
THWACK!!
It was such a simple, ordinary motion, yet the sound that rang out was something no human body should be able to produce.
Still, he didn’t give up.
Again and again, Yoon Siwoo read the professor’s movements, creating openings, exploiting every blind spot where she couldn’t immediately counter based on body angles.
CRACK CRACK CRACK.