Chapter 17: "My butt is broken..."

So fast!

Amazingly fast!

Although Sorom's speed in the last battle was quite fast, it was far from as shocking as she showed this time, which was beyond the level of humanity!

No, although it gives people the feeling that this is the case, the actual speed is not exaggerated to that level, isn’t it? Is it an illusion? Why? Even so, why can’t the eyes keep up with her speed? It has a particularly enhanced dynamic vision, and has image capture performance that is incomparable to the most advanced high-speed cameras, but why can’t they keep up with the leaping figure?

But can changing one weapon stimulate human potential to this extent?

Surprised and puzzled, Feng Kan carefully avoided Sorom's attack with his careful and concise movements. Although he had been trying to counterattack, every time he immediately attracted the opponent's subsequent continuous attacks like waves, which made the whole situation even more dangerous!

how so?

It's completely different!

In just over a month, Sorom not only had a temperament, but also had earth-shaking characteristics of the martial arts he used.

It feels like it has completely surpassed her grandfather's level.

Although Smanda's sword is fast, Feng Kan can clearly capture the movement trajectory of the sword, but Sorom... no! There must be other reasons for this phenomenon.

"Swish!"

After a moment of carelessness, a piece of clothing on the right suddenly flew up.

What's going on? I didn't see how Sorom took action at all! No, Sorom was clearly on his left side! How could he attack on the right side?

“…Is the attack angle too shallow?”

It seemed as if he could hear Sorom's muttering to himself.

“…It’s really getting very strong.”

He admitted this fact generously.

Before this, Sorom really couldn't even touch the corner of his clothes.

Sorom did not stop his movements for a moment, or once he stopped, his offensive would be completely disintegrated, and the way he used speed to fight seemed to be like this. If you want to say strength, the gap with the other party had already been very intuitively understood in the last competition, which was not a gap that could be made up by hard work alone.

Sorom, who has already understood this very deeply, will certainly not act recklessly like last time, using his speed advantage to wander outside the opponent's attack range, and then look for the opponent's flaws to wait for an opportunity to attack.

Even the strongest person still has flaws. The only difference lies in the size of the flaw and the length of its occurrence. People with no flaws do not exist. The so-called "no flaws" are just a characteristic that can be reflected in a static state. As the frequency of the action increases, one's own flaws will become more and more. However, relatively speaking, because you have to respond to your actions, the chances of the other party showing flaws will increase accordingly, making the opponent unable to worry about his own flaws, which is the iron rule of speed-based combat methods!

But—this guy has very few flaws.

"Then, it's time to get serious."

Because there is no deep hatred, there is no motivation. Feng Kan has always been unable to be motivated to his opponents who are not disgusted with, but now~

In order to deal with his unfamiliar fighting style, Feng Kanda reduced his movements to a minimum from the beginning, and it can even be said to be a little too cautious.

In fact, the reason for adopting this very careful defensive posture is half because of caution, while the other half is because of curiosity.

It was like a child who met a novel toy. Before he could figure out all the details of Sorom's new martial arts, he was really reluctant to let the competition end in an instant.

However, after Sorom's offensive a moment ago, he had already figured out Sorom's tricks.

"Bang!"

The left hand hooked backhand, as if it was just waving in the empty air, but when the movement stopped, Sorom's right wrist had been firmly hooked by him.

"Sorom, are you... left-handed?"

“…”

Sorom did not answer his question, but his face became more cautious.

In the shadow, an invisible cold light jumped out silently and went straight to Feng Kan's throat from bottom to top.

"It's indeed a left-handed."

Feng Kan waved his right hand and tapped Sorom's left wrist in a afterimage. He just slightly, but Sorom's attack immediately deviated from the target. Feng Kan waved his hand with the flow, pinched his middle finger and index finger into a cone to peck at Sorom's right ear...

He still knows a lot of ways to instantly lose his ability to move.

In the flash of lightning, Sorom's right hand turned, and although he still did not escape from the other party's control, it was enough. The slender blade of the short sword "Wings of the Fantasy Phoenix" drew a fan-shaped silver-gray afterimage in the air, and Feng Kan's right hand passed through her head!

"What?!"

I didn't feel that I hit something substantial, it was like I was passing through a phantom. No, it should be not just a phantom, the phantom would not have any shadows! So that's it...

With a shock in his left hand, Sorom's right wrist was tightly trapped and gained more room for movement. So he flipped his wrist and the "Wings of the Fantasy Phoenix" that was not very sharp, forced Feng Kan to let go. At the same time, there were countless "Shadow Dragon Tooth" connected into a piece of "Shadow Dragon Tooth" from the shadows of the two, attacking the opponent that opened wide in the middle gate like waves!

“There is a set!”

He was caught off guard. Not only did he not get angry, but his interest became stronger and stronger. Although he had to let go of Sorom, who had been caught and jumped backwards, Sorom's background was more or less protruded by him.

"Is the Shadow Dragon's Tooth, the Wings of the Fantasy Phoenix'? It's very interesting. I seem to already know why they are called this."

Although it is not very clear, the short sword called "Wings of the Fantasy Phoenix" seems to be able to distort the light! And the short sword called "Shadow Dragon Tooth" - how to say it? "Shadow Dragon", a poisonous dragon hidden in the shadow? It seems that this is what it means.

Sorom did not take advantage of the situation to pursue it. It was not that he didn't want it, but that he could not. Although he had escaped from the temporary crisis, her right hand trembled slightly uncontrollably. Even if she was only caught for a moment, her right hand was sore and painful, and she could hardly raise her strength.

"It's the first time I've seen someone escape from such an offensive."

I was shocked, but my mouth was not at all vague.

"Just escape unstoppable?"

However, her bluff could not be hidden from the other party's eyes, and Feng Kan was very clear about her determination.

"I admit that you have become very strong, but if you want to defeat me, you still have a little bit of time. If you are more skilled, you might be able to leave something on me."

Sorom gasped slightly, and his cheeks were as red as drunk due to the intense exercise. In fact, she knew very well that the other party was very right. Although she had chosen the martial arts that suit her best, she was just a beginner to practice, and the original experience and skills were completely unhelpful.

"It's not just me who has become stronger."

But even though she understood this, Sorom still did not admit defeat. After adjusting her breath for a moment, she once again made that impeccable preparation move.

"Aren't you getting used to fighting more and more?"

"Maybe that's the case."

Feng Kan shrugged.

"I admit that if you could have this level a month ago, it would be absolutely fine to catch me off guard. Compared to Rodman's stupid lion, your playing style is really sinister and cunning."

"So... can you show all your strength now?"

“Hey hey hey hey!”

Feng Kan cleaned his ears invisibly, "Do you really understand what it means to show all my strength?"

“…”

"It's almost OK, right? You can't defeat me now. If you don't accept it, then become stronger and come to me."

“…”

Although I was unwilling to give up, it seemed to be true.

“So far.”

Master Qi'aral, who had never opened his mouth from beginning to end, came forward at the right time to end the battle.

"Sorom, although there is no clear result, you should have gained a lot after this battle, right?"

“…Yes, Master.”

Sorom sighed softly and put away his weapon with relief.

"Sure enough, I still have many shortcomings."

"Do you know where your shortcomings are?"

"...Yes, I'm still too anxious to not control my breath when I'm completely in an advantageous situation."

“This is just one aspect.”

It seems that Sorom not only has martial arts, but also has made great progress in his mind and character.

"Yes, this is just one aspect. Whether it is adaptive or mastering the timing, I still have many places to strengthen. Thank you for your guidance, Master Aral. And..."

As he said that, Sorom turned his head and bowed to Feng Kan sincerely.

"Thank you for agreeing to my willful request, Sir Feng Kan."

"Ha?"

Feng Kan blinked stupidly, did I hear it wrong? The sorom who is arrogant and treats us as a thorn in his eyes, the sorom who has been picking at us since the meeting. She, she, she, actually thanks us?

Is it a sign of the change of heaven and earth?

"...you, are you okay? Do you want to see a doctor?"

A little worried.

“Can’t you just accept other people’s gratitude frankly?”

Sorom was really unhappy in the face of Feng Kan's reaction.

"No...that..."
To be continued...