Kururung...!

A shockwave expanded from the point of collision. If the destructive power from the swords had been redirected, they would’ve vaporized the audience like a frog crushed by a stone. The lithe body of the lightning fast swordsman, Randolph, leaped back.

The Black Knight clearly had the advantage in power.

No, it can’t be helped.

Theo watched the duel with narrowed eyes. It was different if it were a low ranked undead, however, the Black Knight that Randolph was facing now was a senior undead, the death knight. They had several times the physical ability of a living person and didn’t feel any pain. In a simple struggle of strength, it could compete against a cyclops. It was also possible for the Black Knight to destroy a wall with his bare hands.

Randolph realized this as well after that clash.

“Huuuu...”

Confronting the opponent in a competition of strength was pure suicide. Randolph had to accept that his opponent had the advantage in power.

In the first place, dual swordsmanship wasn’t a technique designed to compete with strength. The advantages of having two swords was the ability to use multiple combinations...