No job: Check the cards, Loki, are there any problems with the cards?

“Ginobriez”

“Rogge Grellat”

Before two swordsmen officially spar, they usually introduce themselves by name, which is a proper etiquette.

"start!"

Then, a referee standing in the middle gave the order.

Gino launched the first attack, running very fast to get there first.

However, Rogge was faster.

Before Gino could even swing his sword and make a slashing motion, Roger had already charged in front of him in the blink of an eye.

"So fast!"

Gino's pupils suddenly contracted.

Just as the two brushed past each other, Roger suddenly narrowed his eyes and said, "That's enough."

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Chapter 51 Punches Gino, Kicks Nina.

Whoosh!

When Rogge reappeared, he was already standing not far behind Gino, slowly sheathing his wooden sword.

As for Gino, who was standing still.

Clang!

When the wooden sword fell to the ground with a thud, Gino also collapsed and almost fell asleep immediately.

A duel between sword gods.

Often, in the blink of an eye, unlike other swordsman styles that are flashy and elaborate, the Sword God style decides the outcome with a single, simple move.

Whoever draws their sword faster and with greater power has a greater chance of winning.

Gino collapsed to the ground and couldn't get up.

So much so that most of the people present didn't even have time to react before Gino, the genius swordsman, was defeated.

When Gino collapsed unconscious, a male disciple immediately carried him away to receive treatment.

"Gino has lost."

"What a fast sword!"

"This kid looks like he's still a minor, right? Yet he's even stronger than Gino?!"

"Hmph, what's the big deal? Although Gino is the Sword God's disciple, in the end... he's only at the level of an intermediate swordsman."

"Losing isn't a big deal."

"It's one thing for Gino to be cunning and deceitful in the past, but now he can't even beat someone. He's a disgrace to the Holy Land."

As Gino was defeated in one move, whispers arose again, and displeasure was written all over their faces.

After all, being publicly humiliated made so many disciples of the Sword God School lose face.

Garr leaned back in his seat, his interest growing even stronger.

He looked at Roger and his smile deepened.

"Nina!"

The blue-haired girl who was called Nina was already mentally prepared, and she was more composed than Gino.

"You go ahead!"

Garr said to Nina.

"Sword God, I will definitely win." Nina took the wooden sword and walked up confidently.

She stood in the spot where Gino had just been.

They quickly assumed their attack stances, ready to fight... their expressions serious and focused, their blue hair drawing a clean arc in the air.

He looks a bit better than the previous Gino.

“Nina Farion”

“Rogge Grellat”

With another whistle from the referee, the bell began to fall.

A new round of duels has begun.

Unlike Gino, Nina didn't rush into an attack. Instead, she stood still and observed her opponent's weaknesses.

Although the Sword God style emphasizes charging in and striking first, it is also important to find the right opportunity.

Compared to Nina's tense expression, as if facing a formidable enemy, Roger still kept his eyes slightly narrowed, watching as Nina did not make a move.

In his spare time, he even picked at his ears with his hands.

He always maintained a relaxed and contented smile on his face.

Upon seeing this, Nina's forehead instantly creased with annoyance.

What exactly did he take this duel for?

This is too frivolous.

Seeing this, Nina, who felt no respect from her opponent, immediately became furious.

Swish!

She was the first to draw her sword.

With a sprint and a dash, the wooden sword hurtled straight toward Rogge's face, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound.

However, Roger merely shifted his body slightly, precisely allowing the blade to graz the hem of his clothing, narrowly avoiding the attack.

Nina continued her offensive, swinging her sword repeatedly...

hack!

sweep!

prick!

tease!

The movements were fluid and sharp.

Anyone subjected to this ultimate slashing technique of the Sword God style would probably have been torn to pieces long ago.

But Roger was like a butterfly fluttering among flowers; he could always find a perfect opening from the most tricky angles.

hide!

hide!

hide!

They dodged it again!

As if he had already calculated all of Nina's attack trajectories, Roger didn't even move his feet half a step, dodging with only his body.

Nina, unable to break through, grew increasingly frustrated.

But Nina herself was completely unaware... her mind was in turmoil, and her sword was just as chaotic.

Sword God Gar also noticed this, and he couldn't help but sigh softly.

My daughter is too naive. She can't keep her composure at all and was actually tricked by the opponent's provocative Water God Style move.

"That's about enough! The warm-up is over!" Roger, his eyes slightly narrowed, suddenly tilted his head to look at Nina.

"Huh?"

Nina murmured softly, and before she could even process what was happening, she realized what had happened.

Roger turned around and swung his sword with an extremely slow and elegant motion.

boom!

Using minimal force to achieve maximum effect.

The wooden sword struck Nina's wrist precisely, causing her sword to fly out of her hand, and she was pulled back by a clever force.

The way she lost was already dignified enough.

result.

Nina couldn't swallow this insult. "I can't give up yet! I won't lose to someone like you! I'm going to be the Sword God in the future!"

"Drink up!"

Nina gritted her teeth, stood firm, and, refusing to give up, picked up her sword and charged again.

Roger frowned slightly: "Huh? Still not willing to admit defeat? Then don't blame me for being ruthless..."