Dante’s rapier flashed in the air like a silver comet.


    Fast. Precise. Deadly.


    I barely had time to parry his next strike before another one came right after it.


    *This guy’s movements are insane!*


    Even with **Sixth Sense Lv.2**, I could barely react in time.


    *But that’s fine.*


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    I didn’t need to match his speed.


    I just needed to **force him into my rhythm.**


    Dante lunged again, aiming for my shoulder.


    I didn’t dodge.


    Instead—


    I **charged forward.**


    **CLANG!**


    My **Berserker Sword** slammed into his rapier, sending a shockwave through the training ground.


    Dante’s expression flickered in surprise.


    I grinned.


    **"Surprised?"**


    **"Tch—!"**


    He tried to pull back, but I **stepped into his space** and swung my sword in a brutal overhead slash.


    Dante barely managed to block, but the sheer force of the impact **sent him sliding back.**


    The crowd watching let out gasps.


    **"Lucian is pushing him back?!"**


    **"How? Dante is the fastest swordsman in the academy!"**


    Dante clicked his tongue, gripping his rapier tighter.


    **"You…"**


    His eyes burned with excitement.


    **"You really are different from before."**


    I smirked.


    **"Keep up, prodigy."**


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