His power, endurance, and recovery speed were all quietly increasing during the battle.
He was like a piece of uncut jade—rough on the outside, but holding a breathtaking brilliance within.
"Hah!"
On the arena stage, the burly man wielding a Great Sword was growing impatient after his prolonged, unsuccessful attacks.
He roared, pouring all his Fighting Spirit into the Great Sword and unleashing a powerful, heavy-handed horizontal sweep, attempting to defeat Nord in a single blow.
Faced with a blow powerful enough to slice a man in half at the waist, a sharp glint flashed in Nord's eyes.
He didn't choose to block this time.
The instant the Great Sword was about to strike him, his body snapped back at an angle impossible for an ordinary person. He became nearly parallel to the ground, narrowly—so narrowly—dodging the fatal blade.
Immediately after, he pivoted on his waist, unleashing a burst of force.
