203 – In fact, John Nassen is the weakest

I had the confidence to fight with just one bump.

This is an opponent that words like strong are not enough. At such a young age, he has already reached a high level.

Look at that body. It’s not like the soft flesh of the imperial bastards.

It can be said to be a sophisticated weapon made exclusively for slaughter.

If you get swept away there, you will be crushed without leaving a single flesh.

Sochir immediately caught an arrow on the bow he was holding.

I can’t do any damage. But it takes time.

While words are far away, the other person is too close.

Tooung!-

As soon as I let go of the demonstration, I throw down my bow and run to my horse.

Then he gritted his teeth and grabbed his sword instead of climbing onto his horse.

How the hell did he become, he came close to him in that short space of time.

At this rate, as he mounts the horse, his hair will be caught and he will be thrown to the ground.

“Huh!”

With a momentary movement, I was able to dodge Kyle’s fist.

It is your turn next. I have to retrieve his hand again.

Wields a big sword. The opponent is within range of the sword.

It is an inevitable gap. However, for some reason, Bay had no sense of touch.

‘What?’

Sochir, who turned around, had to sigh without realizing it.

It was clearly within reach, but somehow the other person was so fine.

At most, he was just a slight glance at the clothes he was wearing.

‘It’s a great sleep. He didn’t dodge much, calculated the distance correctly and backed off.’

This is a part that can be said to be a superhuman distance calculation.

A slight misalignment would cut off an arm, so what the hell has happened to a human being!

I wonder if the author does not have the least amount of fear that a person should have.

Fortunately, the offensive from now on is yours.

The wolf of the steppe never lets go of its prey once bitten.

Any large and ferocious prey is exhausted by continuously biting and hanging.

Breaking out, enraged, and eventually dying of exhaustion from their own self-loathing.

The wolf of the steppe bites and bites and bites the enemy like that.

“Whoop!”

Slash once in the center, once in an oblique line, and then upward.

Without the need to turn the sword, he instantly fixes it, then lowers it and draws it again.

Continuously taking the motion of aiming for the upper body, and then going the other way, aiming for the legs.

The whole attack was done in just 5 seconds.

It has already passed a long time before the level that the eyes can follow.

The moment you see and react to avoid it, blood will already spurt out.

Instinct, you must avoid it only with your instincts and your own senses.

The moment you get caught up in it, you can never get out.

Only the wounds increase here and there and then collapse.

‘I’m avoiding it quite a bit… That would be the limit.’

Ugh! Woong!- Booung!-

The speed of the sword becomes faster. It’s like dealing with a live snake.

It seems to be cutting downwards, but then swings the sword diagonally and aims for the chest.

It seems that the blade is coming out, but the back of the sword comes down aiming for the top of the head.

Kyle evaded Sochir’s attack by jumping around.

It seemed like it would be difficult to break the enemy’s attack like before.

I can’t see the gap. I had an intuition that there could be a big trouble if I went in between them.

Chack!-

In the meantime, the first red blood was finally smeared on Sochir’s blade.

“….”

Kyle took a look at his forearm.

She apparently dodged it, but went in pretty deep.

If the cut had been a little deeper, my arm would have been wobbly.

I’ve gotten these scars a few times in fights with other strong players.

But at that time, everyone raised their own mana and used that power.

On the contrary, this Sochir didn’t use any mana.

I ended up inflicting a huge wound like this with pure physical strength.

‘That’s great. I even temporarily increased the length of the blade’s reach.’

I calculated accurately and avoided it, but the opponent’s level was better than I thought.

The space where the blade is already visible is not to be trusted.

It continues to fly even in places where you can’t see it, where you can’t come, and where you think it is.

Even if you avoid it once, it is difficult to avoid the next time. After that, it has to be right in the end.

If you start to get swept away like a well-knit cog wheel, you can’t escape.

The 10 Empires are great, but it’s clear that the nomadic warriors are just as good.

Until now, nothing was enough, just the body, but today was different.

A little bit, I felt that something was missing.

‘The top 10 deserves it. There must have been a surprise advantage, but it’s definitely strong.’

Kyle nodded her head in satisfaction.

Then she flailed her body and slid her back behind her.

‘It’s about time I really did it right.’

I have never fought with all my might against the top 10.

There was Mathieu of the Kingdom Alliance and the wave catcher of the southern island, but it was lower than the 10th.

Honestly, I wanted to stick with the top 10 properly, so I sneakily suggested it to the princess.

The answer that came back was, of course, ‘impossible’, as expected.

So until now, I fought bare-chested.

Because I didn’t have any thoughts of having to use weapons.

But today I felt like I could fight in a different way.

When Kyle arrives, a sword is stuck in the ground in its sheath.

It looks like an extremely ordinary sword. It’s not flashy, nor is it steel that eats mana well.

Rather, if other swordsmen had held that sword, they would have been angry about what it was.

It’s unnecessarily heavy, so I can’t wield it.

‘I’ve never held a sword properly before… Well, it’ll be fine.’

With one shrug of her shoulders, Kyle drew his sword.

The feel of her hand is very familiar. Even though I never wrote it.

What is the reason for the nostalgic feeling? Is this also a Jon Nassen curse?

“We are John Nassen. Even if you don’t know how to deal with it, even if you haven’t dealt with it, you will eventually deal with it.”

I’ll try to see if that’s right, father.

Kyle muttered to himself, grabbed her sword, and rushed at Sochir.

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I thought it went in properly, but it looks like it was a bit shallow.

Tsk, his tongue-tied cowchire again straightened his sword and ran toward his opponent.

Perhaps surprised by an injury, the opponent who backed away approaches again.

‘He said he had a sword.’

So you’ve been looking after yourself all this time?

This is utterly distasteful. On the subject of almost getting my arm cut off.

Sochir, who was furious, tried to end the duel with a single blow, even generating mana.

Ugh-.

Until I suddenly got goosebumps and my movements slowed down.

His instinct was calling out urgently. Either avoid it or block it.

If you try to take a chance here or try to counterattack, you will die unconditionally.

That momentary worry blew away the number of cases called evasion.

All Sochir was left with was defense, and in the end he had to pull the sword towards himself.

Kwaang!!-

“Kuk!”

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Just a really simple cut, that was all the other side had to offer.

It’s not flashy technique, trickery with anticipation, or extreme mana.

Sochir fell out of the way with just one slash, which was nothing.

‘What kind of power is this….’

I tried to get up quickly, but the enemy had already arrived right in front of me.

I can’t do this. No matter how fast a person can go this fast.

Even warriors on horseback cannot achieve this speed!

Kaang!-

“Keuk!”

I feel like my grip is about to tear. My shoulder hurts like it would fall off.

Puduk, I hear the sound of air escaping through my clenched molars.

Kagagagak-.

I keep getting pushed back in a contest of strength. His own sword is gradually approaching me.

No matter how hard I try, I can’t shake it off. His body continues to push back.

“Gee!”

The cowchire did his best to get rid of his opponent’s sword.

But for some reason, the sword that must have moved away is approaching again.

I haven’t been able to escape the backlash that wielded power yet.

The opponent’s sword struck right in front of me again.

Bang!-

“Hey!”

I have to escape this attack somehow, but I can’t.

Kaang! Visor! Bang!-

A sword that stabs, cuts, and strikes. It was an attack delivered in the blink of an eye.

Sochida has a reputation for being the fastest sword among Gahan warriors as well as within the tribe.

Even the top 10 empire eventually collapsed before his sword and was injured.

That kind of self is being pushed at speed by a young man he has never seen before.

‘Dries. It’s completely dry.’

I know how to hold on, but Sochire, a strong man, instinctively felt it.

Now this is just a brief delay in his defeat.

It took more than this to turn the tables on him.

Having made up his mind, Sochire produced mana as much as he could.

At the same time, he dug deep inside as if he was willing to give up one of his arms.

There are two options that the opponent can offer.

Back off or block. Perhaps a strong man of this level would try to block it unconditionally.

Sochir was aiming for just that.

In the first place, it was mana control only for attack, not paying any attention to defense.

If you try to block it, you will take heavy damage and stumble back.

The 10 robbers of the Empire, who fought not too long ago, were seriously injured by this trick and collapsed.

‘Yes, stop it like that. Stop! I’m going to cut off my arms while trying to stop it!’

Wow!!-

It was raised to its limit, but its power was almost completely hidden inside.

If you cut down just once like this, you can break the thirteen in one fell swoop.

When he finally reached his goal, Sochir swung his sword with all his might.

It is a blow that can never be stopped. Even Gahan shook his head, saying that this was so vicious.

If you read the number in advance and just dodged it, you wouldn’t know, but if you decide to block it, you can never escape.

Shook-.

‘… Uh?’

In front of Sochire, the tip of the sword suddenly jumped out.

‘What is this….’

I didn’t notice at all. There was no sign of a counterattack, or at least no signs of a counterattack.

Impossible angles, impossible ranges, and impossible powers and speeds.

A single stab that could never come out, and extended from a place where it shouldn’t come out.

‘Crazy man.’

Sochir was genuinely impressed.