Volume 8 Chapter 37: Getting Back Ground


    <span style="text-decoration:underline"><span style="font-weight:400">Volume 8 Chapter 37: Getting Back Ground


    <span style="font-weight:400">"..." Neither side moved as they stood still. Keith''s eyes did not blink for a whole minute. I can''t make any rash moves against him. That was something he knew for sure. One move would gut him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Isaac had such a normal stance, but it was anything but ordinary. No openings or imperfections. He was on the same level as Tennol, actually maybe even better! While ideas came to his mind,


    <span style="font-weight:400">"If you''re not going to make a move, then I will," Isaacmented before disappearing.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Ching! The sound of wood collided with one another. Yet, it did not sound like wood at all! Instead, it felt like two metals colliding with one another.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Oh," Isaac was intrigued, "So, you could block that?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"You sound so unimpressed with that," Keith grinned. But he was sweating inside. What a heavy hit.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Should I be?" Issac swung his sword again! His speed was blinding as Keith raised the shield in the air, guarding against it. But even as he did, he was being pushed back!


    <span style="font-weight:400">"You''re wide open," "Gnh!" Isaac''s de smacked Keith in the face. Slowly, more attacksnded on the child!


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Are you-"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"He can''t move. Rather, he can''t counterattack," Krystal exined, "The sword saint isn''t going to let him make a move." It was as if Isaac was a half...no, even two steps faster than Keith. There was no way the boy could overpower him. The others seemed to know this as well. Yet,


    <span style="font-weight:400">This kid isn''t giving up. Issac realized something; despite the child getting pushed around like a rag-doll, he wasn''t going down. His eyes were cold and calm; it was as if those attacks didn''t affect him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Wait for it. Keith''s eyes continued to gaze at Isaac''s movements. As the sword saint was going tond another blow,


    <span style="font-weight:400">"!" Isaac quickly backed off as Keith''s spear went forward! It was a basic attack, but it was more than enough.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Good kid. Tennol nodded. It''s time for you to get back some ground. He just needed to break his rhythm. However, this wasn''t enough.


    <span style="font-weight:400">What else can you do? Isaac had taken a step away from him. But that was only for a second, as he went on the offensive again. Tennol understood Isaac wasn''t going to give him any leeway.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Who was he? He was none other than a sword saint. It would be impossible to interfere with his movement.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Keith understood this as well, and he quickly charged forward. Even as he held the shield, he was quite a blur.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">"Get him, Keith!" Herrick cheered. It was time for him to repay the favor!


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Using arge shield was your first mistake." With one jab, he found Keith. But that was what he wanted.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"!" Thatrge shield was sent flying into the air. Yet, there was no sound or response from the person! A shadow soon appeared behind the saint! Without hesitation, the saint mmed his fist, sending the child flying!


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Keith!"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"That was a hard hit!" It was nothingpared to the blows he used before.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"..." Tennol was silent as he stared at Isaac. That was because Keith had gotten up from the ground.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Blood dripped down from his forehead, yet it didn''t make him feel defeated. Instead, there was an intense grin on his face, "For a sword saint, isn''t this battle kindacking?"


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    <span style="font-weight:400">"…" Are you nuts? Did thatst hit break your brain?!


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    <span style="font-weight:400">Alfia and the others frowned. Don''t tell me...


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Look at his fingers!" One person shouted. When that was said, everyone focused on Isaac''s fingers. He was still holding onto his sword, but there were two bent fingers!


    <span style="font-weight:400">Good job using your uncertainty to your advantage. Tennol realized what had urred. When Keith got close to Isaac, his main target was his fingers. Yet, doing so against someone of Isaac''s caliber was next to impossible. Not unless he had a n.


    <span style="font-weight:400">That''s why he was going a beat slower. Sparring with Keith for so long, he knew what the boy was capable of. Yet, he went slow against him. It was a herring to make Isaac believe that was his limit. But in reality, the child was much faster!


    <span style="font-weight:400">Even Tennol was amazed by how daring this kid was. Not using his full power against such a strong opponent was a death sentence.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"..." Felix and Oscar''s expressions were indescribable as they saw what had transpired.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Shouldn''t you use your dominant hand?" Keith grinned as he wiped the blood off his head.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"!" Isaac''s expression changed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Do you think I wouldn''t notice? You aren''t even using your dominant hand," Keith could tell something was up when Isaac held his sword; it was a little weird. The body weight wasn''t equal. That meant he was going soft against him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Hah," Isaac chuckled, "Child, Imend you for your skills. But you''re biting off more than you can chew." He was beating him left and right before. Yet, he wanted to fight him with his actual hand?


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I''m the one who gets to decide. And I doubt you can use your hand after I broke those fingers." Keith grinned as he mmed his spear on the ground.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"..." Dude had one crazy set. No one would dare talk to a sword saint like that!


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Keith is the craziest person I have ever met," Scarletughed as she held her head.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">"...Interesting. Then make this fun for me." Isaac did what the child wanted and switched hands. His whole demeanor changed; that once aloof cloud had be sharp.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I have to get-" Instant.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"!" Keith sidestepped. However, it was not enough; his left arm had a cut going through it. And that was not the end, as Isaac rained down even more pierces!


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Holy!"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"How are you supposed to do anything about this?!"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"It''s impossible to block it!"


    <span style="font-weight:400">That relentless assault was like a leopard not allowing its prey to escape.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Keith, you need to put up your guard or something!"


    <span style="font-weight:400">I''m trying! Keith was trying to do so, but each blow pushed his hand back down!


    <span style="font-weight:400">"You''re good, but you''re still too green!" Issac sliced at Keith''s face. But the boy moved his head upwards, dodging. Yet, it struck his chin.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"It''s over." A hit to the chin was just as destructive. And yet,


    <span style="font-weight:400">"You''re standing?"


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