I Became An Academy Spearman

Chapter 32: The King of Weapons (4)

Chapter 32: The King of Weapons (4)

Leonhard, who was looking into his eyes, must have felt the shift too. That was probably why his expression became more serious as he defended himself.

On the other hand, Hans body became gradually heavier, which meant that his next series of attacks had to be hastened if they were to be effective.

He began to lash out with his spear as if he were mad. His body began to show signs of weakness. His breathing became more labored. He even started to feel some pain.

However, his mind was still happy.

My chances of winning have been consolidated.

The moment Leonhard gave in to the first attack, the reality of what would happen had become a certain future. Now he just had to make it happen.

The main characters attribute, First Heavenly Sword, had such a ridiculous strength that it could split the earth in a single blow.

Of course, and fortunately, that would be in the distant future. The sword Leonhard wielded now did not contain such absurd strength.

Clang

His spear, which was repelled, bounced off with more force than before, causing both hands to tremble.

Leonhard was trying to be more forceful to avoid being on the defensive.

A smile appeared on his lips as he saw the blue glow of the sword intensify.

Even if you try to force a breach

He would not stay in the same place.

He used the force of his spear that had bounced upwards to jump.

Swoosh!

As soon as he got his feet off the floor, a sword wrapped in blue light pierced through the space he was in.

And when it landed on the floor, it moved forward. And he resumed his attack again.

Clang

He tried to recreate the same situation as before, hoping to achieve the same effect and ultimately what he was setting up to achieve.

He swung his spear like a madman to take the offensive. Leonhard, who was back on the defensive, still had just enough time to repel the attacks of his spear.

Clang Clang Clang

Hold on to the end. He thought as the sound of clashing weapons reached his ears again.

Suddenly, he couldnt feel his arms swinging his spear. In fact, he felt the spear be heavier than before.

But he ignored it.

Leonhard moved his feet to adjust the distance between them, which he just now was noticing and struggled to adapt to. Since his mana stat was only at 2, the mana he initially felt throughout his body had long since disappeared, so his movements had slowed down. Posted only on NovelUtopia

But his body still moved the spear similarly to when he used mana, as if he was adapting. Although he was exhausted, he was heavy and his vision was blurred.

Han didnt stop.

A blue light surrounded Leonhards sword, showing that its attribute had been activated. His heart was as calm as a still lake, even though Leonhard was now using the sword as the First Heavenly Sword.

It was possible.

He was fighting on equal terms with the hero of this world. No, rather he had been cornering him during the entire fight, up til now.

It was not a dream at all.

The worry he felt about defeat had long since disappeared.

He continued to brandish his spear even as his body creaked. He had no reason to fear because the attribute of the First Heavenly Sword did not lengthen the reach of the sword. Why should he fear a sword that could not reach him?

In this world, unlike in some novels, you could control the range of a sword with an aura at will, furthering ones reach. Of course, maybe in the future the main character could do crazy things like that.

But he couldnt, not now.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The sound of their weapons clashing grew louder.

It was clear that Leonhard was repelling the spear with all his might.

Each time Leonhards spear was repelled sharply, Han retrieved it in time to strike again.

His breathing became heavier. His vision became even more blurred.

But he could still continue to wield his spear. And he would continue to wield that spear, no matter what.

Clang Clang Clang

An endless clash of weapons.

It was strangely enjoyable.

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Clang Clang Clang

Only the sharp sound of iron now echoed in the place.

Everyone expected the same thing before the fight started. From Glesia, who proposed the sparring, to Yumia, who followed Leonhard, and Instructor Avalanche, who supervised the sparring. Same for the curious Class A cadets in training camp, who had gathered around the combat arena.

They expected the fight to last maybe a few minutes.

No, a few seconds before Han Seong was defeated.

Common versus Legendary. The difference between the two was so great that it would be ridiculous to try and compare them, let alone equalize them.

But

It was now more than 20 minutes since the fight started.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

People became accustomed to the fierce sounds, which sounded almost as if cannons were clashing.

It seemed unlikely to stop any time soon.

Everyone watched in astonishment. This fight was beyond their expectations, and it was beyond their comprehension.

At that moment someone spoke.

Is he really common grade?

The cadets who were stunned sympathized with his words.

Only two watched the fight with other thoughts Glesia and Avalanche.

They looked at the fight from a different perspective than the others present.