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Published at 28th of April 2022 06:41:17 AM


Chapter 157: - 43 "I will fight against Julian" ②

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"Ha ha ha ha! These are the famed swordsmen of the Wizard Slayer! No matter who you call yourself a court magician, if you can't make them use magic, you're not the enemy!"

Julian's high pitched laugh echoes as the swordsmen charge straight at Sam.

"-- huh?"

It is fatal for a wizard not to be able to use magic without being told.

However, it was a surprise to me that they thought we had not taken any countermeasures against it.

"Only five swordsmen of this caliber?

They are not afraid of swordsmen who just charge at them without any coordination.

He activates his body enhancement magic and kicks the ground.

He closes in on the swordsman in front of him and slams his fist into his stunned face.

With a crunch, the man's face shatters and blood spurts out.

The man, his face smashed in, lets out an inaudible scream, lets go of the sword, and slumps down on the ground, clutching his face.

"--What?"

I heard someone make a short, dumb noise, but I ignored it and pressed on to the next swordsman.

He throws an enhanced kick, shatters his knee, and before he loses his balance and falls, he grabs the man by the face and slams him to the ground.

The ground cracks and caves in like a spider's web.

When he is sure that the man, who has stopped moving, has his white eyes peeled back, he begins to fight off the third man.

"--Hi!"

The third was a two-sword swordsman. However, he was so frightened that he did not even hold his sword at the ready.

He smashes his weapon with his hand and picks up a splinter in midair and thrusts it into his stomach.

He stomps on the face of the man, who screams and rolls on the ground, silencing him.

"Next!"

The fourth and fifth attacked at the same time, and we responded in the same way.

With my enhanced kinetic vision, their movements were slow and tedious.

I kicked one of them in the jaw with the toe of my right foot, and then swung my raised foot down on the other one.

The man received a heel drop on the top of his head and was slammed to the ground with a mighty thud.

"What?"

In the blink of an eye, the five of us were silenced, and Julien spoke up briefly.

"No, you're too weak. If you want to kill me, bring five hundred more with you."

It is unclear whether the swordsmen are alive or dead.

They came at us with the intention of killing us, and they were prepared to be killed.

But for a wizard-killer, they were too weak.

It's a bit of a letdown, to say the least.

I thought he was a strong swordsman since Julian was bragging about him, but he was just a small fry.

"- Huh? Huh? Huh? No, no, no, they are all famous swordsmen!

"You're taking too many licks with me. I don't need to use magic on these guys."

How can you be so stupid?

"I've been fighting with Liese every day. At least bring someone as good as her."

The five swordsmen I just fought are not even close to Liese's level.

They seemed to have experience in battle, but they were too weak to take on Sam.

"--I heard that you were beaten by a swordsman of Liese's caliber!"

"Huh? Don't you know what Master Liese is capable of?"

Julian said, "It's only Liese's level." But Liese is strong.

She is the one whom Sam has defeated time and time again, even with the use of physical enhancements. Knowing what she is capable of, Sam can't say that she's "just like Liese" at all.

"It may sound like a sore loser when I say this, but the reason I can't beat Liese-sama is because it's a hand-to-hand contest.

Sam had been defeated in hand-to-hand combat with Liese and Karen, but both of them knew that and were different.

If Sam fought them with the intention of killing them, he would be defeated by them.

The reason why he didn't do that is because the meeting was a training exercise and a place for Sam to learn his skills.

Sam is fighting not with the skills he has cultivated so far, but with the skills he has learned from them. Fighting under such circumstances, it is no wonder that he is defeated.

It seems that Julian had gotten the information about Sam's defeat against them from somewhere, but he underestimated Liese and her team, including their abilities, to his own advantage.

It was truly comical to see people without the ability to think things through.

"Don't get carried away! Do you think you can beat me just by defeating these swordsmen? I'll deal with them myself, instead of those useless bastards! You should be honored!"

Julian's voice lost its reserve.

He pulls his sword from his waist and holds it up to his right eye.

Sam, too, clenched his fists and readied himself.

"Come at me, man! Let's get this charade over with."

"--Prepare yourself. Teyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

Julian kicked the ground.

"Hmm?"

Sam felt a sense of discomfort as Julian came toward him.

(Too late!)

We were too late. Too late.

No one is getting closer.

They were far behind Liese and Hualien, as well as the other swordsmen.

"Seyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

Finally, Julian moves up to Sam's eye and swings his sword down with great force.

However, although his momentum is as strong as a human's, his sword speed is still slow.

Julian's blows are neither fast nor sharp, and are so slow as to make one yawn.

He was able to avoid them with a little time to spare.

"-Ha, just because I dodged by a fluke!"

Sword blows came from above and below, left and right, but Sam was able to avoid them without using his legs, using only his upper body movements.

His movements are slow, but since the only target is his neck, he doesn't even feel the need to see through the attacks.

"Ha, ha, ha, you seem to be doing your best just to escape, but how long can you keep your strength up?"

"No, you're the one who's out of breath."

It's time to get serious.

"What, you've been cutting back? I'm surprised."

I was relieved.

He was too weak.

It didn't seem like the ability of a person who claimed to be a candidate for the Sword Saint and was full of confidence, but it made sense if he was skimping on his skills.

I don't understand why he would cut corners.

"Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Julien kicked the ground again, letting out a spirited shout.

But there was no change in his movements.

(Nothing has changed. What? What's this? A candidate for the successor of the Sword Saint can't be this good, can he? That means I'm being licked, right?)

I feel a seething anger.

Sam shouted at Julian, who was really acting like a fool, and thrust out his fist.

"That's enough! Come at me like you mean it!"

The next moment,

"B heh."

"Huh?"

Sam's fist caught Julian in the face.

The feeling of his nose being crushed and his teeth broken was transmitted through his fist.

"Are you kidding me?"

Sam, stunned, mutters, unable to hide his bewilderment,

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! My nose, my teeth, my teeth!

Julian's exclamation was heard on the trees.




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