Bab 105: Sword Saint

"Give me 10 seconds!"

After a roar, I unsheathe both of my swords. Facing the wave of attacking Undead, I charge at the very forefront of the group without any hesitation.

"So fast."

Killing is an art form and art form requires the devotion of one's mind and body, perhaps even one's soul.

There's no need to think excessively on the battlefield. Just let go of everything and allow your body to dictate everything.

The gasp of surprises from behind me no longer mattered as I dedicate my entire body and mind to swinging my sword.

Swordsmanship is always the foundation of everything for a close-combat fighter and indubitably, I am a Master Swordsman.