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Thud!
Caron effortlessly parried the wooden sword that was aimed at his side as he planted his feet firmly on the ground. This was the Imperial Sword, the sword style of the Imperial Guards. It was also the one Caron had mastered long ago.
The Imperial Sword was different from the Oceanwolf Sword Arts. Unlike the Oceanwolf Sword Arts, which relied on overwhelming strength to dominate opponents, the Imperial Sword focused on unorthodox techniques to gain the upper hand. In short, it was a style that relied heavily on quick thinking and adaptability in battle.
This is why real combat is essential, Caron thought.
For those trained in the Imperial Sword, actual combat experience was invaluable. Without it, their techniques lacked depth.
Thud!
"Urgh!" a pained voice groaned.
"It's too predictable," Caron said.
The attack had been far from sharp enough. It seemed as if the sword's path had been predetermined. Caron smirked as he thrust his wooden sword into Amy's abdomen. Her sword, though it looked sharp in form, was no more dangerous than a decorative piece.
Still, Amy didn't give up. She lowered her stance and a surge of mana erupted from her feet, rapidly increasing her speed. Her wooden sword shot toward Caron's right leg. But even so, it didn't reach him.
"It was a good attempt to disrupt my balance. But again, it's too straightforward," Caron said.
Caron had easily countered her...
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