It was a very minor flesh wound. However, this minor flesh wound was the trigger of a significant change in the flow of the battle.

This was a battle between a spear and a sword. A clear difference in speed began to appear between the wielders of these weapons.

“The young master…is a bit faster.” Do-Yoon, whose eyes suddenly sharpened up like a predatory wolf’s, showed extreme concentration.

“Then…” Yu-Ri’s eyes opened wide in surprise as she focused on the fight..

Once again, Yu-Seong’s spear scraped Do-Jin’s thigh.

Whoosh~

Although his flesh was revealed and blood gushed out from his wounds, Do-Jin did not even raise an eyebrow as he maintained his concentration. A moment later, a blue pentagram magic circle appeared at the tip of Do-Jin’s sword.

Surprised, Yu-Seong quickly lifted his spear to defend himself as a magic sphere condensed by Do-Jin shot out toward him.

Bang!

With a loud explosion, Yu-Seong stumbled and was pushed back by a considerable distance.

‘When did he prepare this kind of magic?’

The magic sphere had greater power than what Yu-Seong had expected.

With blood flowing from his lips, Yu-Seong looked straight ahead. However, he could not see Do-Jin, who should have been in front of him. Quickly taking seven steps of his Wind Control,...