"What…was that…" a young man from class 68 muttered, helping Talon's announcement finally break the silence.
They had not witnessed such an insane move before.
Normally, swordsmanship instructors wouldn't recommend using such a high-risk, difficult maneuver that would expose one's back for a moment and take one's eyes off one's opponent.
They wouldn't even teach such stuff.
The crowd felt like they were inside a sword-themed fantasy novel, or something…
Yet, Daru Finnley performed it and landed a hit so easily.
His bland reaction suggested that the spinning-strike move wasn't a big deal for him at all.
On the side, Lynn's heart that had already lightened up grew heavy once more.
She was shaken at the sudden, humiliating defeat of her secret boyfriend.
But more than that, the pressure on her shoulders intensified, and the consequences of losing crept into her mind.
