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A deadly storm of sword aura.

One misstep, and the aura would tear through flesh and cut the body.

In the midst of it, Jin Yu-ha, battered and bruised, gritted his teeth.

“Haah, haah… damn it─!!”

Sweat poured down like rain as he exhaled heavy breaths.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Chaaang─!

Even in his unstable stance, he desperately deflected the incoming sword energy, dodging with narrow escapes, refusing to allow a fatal blow to land.

At first, the Sword Saint couldn’t hide her excitement at testing a promising young swordsman and exchanging blades with him.

But now…

Her face had hardened like stone.

‘…How long has it been now?’

The Sword Saint watched as Jin Yu-ha continued to evade and deflect the relentless sword energy, pondering internally.

It must have been well over 12 hours by now.

By this point, Jin Yu-ha had parried her sword techniques 40,382 times.

Clang!

No, make that 40,383.

In truth, this wasn’t the Sword Saint’s original intention.

She had planned to assess Jin Yu-ha’s swordsmanship briefly, then push him into the No-Self state once she had a rough understanding.

With only two days allocated,

teaching him a new sword technique in such a short time wasn’t easy.

Entering the state of No-Self (無我之境) heightens all senses, drawing thought and movement into the realm of instinct.

Forced into such a situation, a warrior’s primal survival instincts would awaken, unlocking latent potential and heightening all five senses to the point where they could absorb any technique.

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