Chapter 48. Training dummy
That was the only thought Licht could come up with, and the consequences were dire
No finesse, no control, no precision. Just raw, untamed speed.
Flickering forward in a burst of lightning, Licht slashed downward only to feel his stance falter. His body stuttered mid-strike, forcing him to flip his sword mid-motion to redirect the flow.
『Valtier Sword Style — Howling Fang Sword! (C)』
His blade buzzed violently as it ripped through the air, letting out a shriek like a wolf’s howl. It tore the puppet apart, the force cleaving the Tier 2 construct cleanly in half.
The sudden shift in technique completely threw off the simulation dummy and because it was unable to adjust in time, it was cleanly destroyed.
Licht stood still, blade still extended and watching the construct dissolve into flickering particles.
He had won the fight quite easily But there was no satisfaction in it.
He had faced a dummy programmed to mimic someone below his rank, and yet still had to rely on not one, but two distinct sword techniques just to secure the win.
And not just any technique, either. One of them belonged to the Valtier Sword Style, a sword style passed down exclusively through the direct bloodline of one of the Eight Great Families renonwed fo tA tradition of unmatched sword skill, f.
Each Great Family’s core techniques were ranked at S-class. Yet the original Licht, his body’s previous owner, had only ever been able to use it at a C-rank level.