Sword Training 2: Fangs of Insanity

Crash!

The resounding clash of metal reverberated across the training ground.

Swish!

Noah deftly flipped the sword that had recoiled slightly, preparing to strike once more. Alderman's sword veered to the right, forming an impenetrable defense. Noah had no choice but to attempt to pierce it as he had done before.

But this time, Noah tapped into the power of the Flame Art. His swordsmanship remained fierce, but his mind became calm and focused.

In that moment, Noah, who had been solely focused on offense, noticed a slight vulnerability on the left side of Alderman's waist. It wasn't a blatant opening, as it was well-guarded.

"However..."

Noah had a premonition that he could exploit this weakness and create an opportunity.

Whoosh!

With a swift diagonal slash, Noah unleashed his sword. Alderman effortlessly adjusted his posture, meeting the ferocious attack with the grace of a waterfall.

Clang!