Chapter 302. Continental Grand Martial Tournament (4)
"Y-You crazy bastard!" Leo shouted.
"What?" Caron asked, tilting his head as if genuinely confused.
"If I hadn't blocked that just now, you would've taken off my arm!" Leo shouted.
"I figured you'd block it. Don't be such a baby," Caron said.
Boom!
Leo, drenched in sweat, deflected another one of Caron's sword blasts. The crescent-shaped slash grazed his shoulder by a hair's breadth. The shoulder of his armor was deeply gouged, but he had no time to care.
Boom!
Each and every one of Caron's strikes carried insane force. They rained down endlessly, and Leo could barely catch his breath. He felt this way every time he sparred with Caron, who had absolutely no mercy.
Crackle—ssssh!
"Grrgh..." Leo growled.
A wave of aura from Caron's blade skimmed past his thigh this time. If Leo hadn't jerked his leg back at the last second, it would've sliced down to the bone.
And that wasn't all.