To confirm whether his guess was correct, Liens left the Instance where he fought the Wind Wolf and once again entered the Instance where he could spar with the Instructor alone.
He needed to verify his idea through the Instructor.
Among the entire Training Camp, only he could give him the answer.
The scene changed.
Night, still silent.
Liens, holding his longsword, left the storeroom and arrived at the Instructor's cabin.
After routinely killing the two guards, the Instructor appeared before him like a boss.
Without a word, Liens directly attacked the Instructor.
The battle began…
The Instructor blocked Liens's attack with his longsword, then casually thrust forward, forcing Liens back.
Then the Instructor followed up with a heavy downward slash, suppressing Liens who was parrying with his sword.
Next was a lunge and thrust, aid directly at Liens's heart.
Because he already knew the Instructor would use this move, Liens had anticipated it and dodged after parrying the heavy slash, avoiding the Instructor's sword.
The Instructor was a bit surprised that his weak opponent could dodge that sword, but he didn't say much and continued his offensive.
As Liens continuously parried and dodged the Instructor's attacks, he noticed that the Instructor's offense was very fast and fluid, sword after sword, like flowing water.
Liens had noticed this in previous dungeons as well.
But he had only attributed it to the Instructor's strong physical conditioning, which made his sword speed so fast.
Now, with his conjecture about "Sword Style," he realized that the Instructor's "speed" was not only reflected in his sword-drawing speed but also in the "decisiveness" of his sword strikes.
His sword strikes seed to be without a thought process, yet each sword strike precisely achieved the desired effect.
If he hadn't had the experience of being killed multiple tis by the Instructor, he might have been killed within the first few strikes.
"Don't think, your body will give you the answer, the longsword in your hand will tell you the enemy's weak points."
"All you have to do is draw your sword, continuously draw your sword, until you kill your enemy."
"Is this 'Sword Style'?"
Liens murmured to himself in the white space.
Yes, he was killed by the Instructor again; this was not unexpected.
Just like when he faced that Wind Wolf, as long as the Instructor didn't act foolishly, the Instructor could kill him as easily as he killed that Wind Wolf.
However, through this Instance run, Liens finally confird that his guess was not wrong.
The key to "Sword Style" was indeed instinct.
Since he had found the direction, the next step was to consider how to achieve it.
After much thought, Liens realized that practicing more was probably the best way.
Just like when the Instructor taught "Basic Swordsmanship," all your worries and doubts about swordsmanship simply ant you hadn't practiced enough.
Of course, the thod of practice had to be correct.
Otherwise, incorrect practice would just be repetitive, useless effort.
Liens now understood how to practice… that was to let go of control over his body and entrust his body to swordsmanship.
After selecting the practice thod, Liens began to seek out various enemies in the Instance to verify the reliability of his thod.
Among these enemies were guards, Wind Wolves, Trainees, and even the Instructor.
From weak to strong, Liens used everyone he could encounter in the Instance to help him complete his practice.
During this process, Liens would clear his mind and experience swordsmanship controlled by his bodily instincts, fra by fra.
Initially, he was a bit flustered and very unaccustod to this swordsmanship that lacked precise calculation, which even led to him being counter-killed by a guard.
But with continuous practice, successive deaths, and careful introspection, Liens finally awakened the instinct hidden within his body.
All his past sword-training mories were gradually edited into a complex but concise logical frawork.
Enemy attacks? Dodge and slash.
Enemy blocks? Thrust and slash.
Enemy dodges? Pursue.
Enemy reveals a weakness? Kill him.
mories of Sword Tendency, combat experience, understanding of enemies—all of this was gradually integrated into Liens's "Sword Style."
And the final result was—"Simplicity." Keep us going by reading on *.
This was the na Liens gave to his "Sword Style."
The characteristic of "Simplicity" was that as his combat experience increased and his understanding of enemies deepened, it helped him quickly find the enemy's weaknesses, allowing him to simply and directly kill the enemy.
To illustrate:
"Simplicity" was Liens's swordsmanship program, and Liens's combat experience was the data within the program.
The more complete the "data" in Liens's mory, the faster and more accurate the results output by "Simplicity" would be.
Theoretically, as long as Liens understood his enemy well enough, there was no enemy he couldn't kill.
Of course, this was just theory.
No matter how strong the software, it still needs hardware to support it.
After completing "Simplicity," Liens once again stood before the Instructor, unleashing a sword strike that condensed all his past accumulation.
This ti, he swore, he would not lose so easily.
"Clang!"
The Instructor drew his longsword and blocked Liens's attack.
However, just as he was about to counterattack, Liens's attack ca again without interruption, as if the next attack's landing point had been decided before the current one.
The Instructor sidestepped to dodge Liens's thrust and swung his longsword towards Liens, intending to directly cut off Liens's unprotected head.
"Clang!"
But an unexpected event occurred again; the longsword, which had already completed its thrust, was pulled back at the crucial mont, blocking the Instructor's swing.
Due to the difference in physical strength, Liens was forced back by the Instructor's sword, and the longsword in his hand even trembled continuously.
However, after Liens was forced back, the Instructor did not imdiately pursue; instead, he stood still, frowning slightly as he looked at his opponent.
"Your swordsmanship… is very good, but you seem to know very well, you shouldn't know this well."
"Who exactly are you?"
The Instructor asked Liens with so confusion, genuinely curious about the assailant before him.
Neither Liens's swordsmanship nor his understanding of the Instructor's swordsmanship were achievents that a Slave who had only trained for less than 5 months could easily attain.
Yes, through Liens's clothing style and appearance, the Instructor had recognized that the assailant who had killed his two guards was one of the Slaves still alive in the Training Camp.
Furthermore, in his impression, this Slave usually perford at an average level.
His current display of swordsmanship was far beyond that.
After a few simple exchanges of swords, the Instructor had confird that his opponent had entered the grand hall of the sword path and completed his own "Sword Style."
That instinctive swordsmanship was too familiar to the Instructor, because he himself was in that very stage.
Liens did not reply to the Instructor's question; instead, he directly attacked with his sword, expressing his attitude.
"Hmm, you don't want to say?"
"Then die!"
The Instructor spoke cold words with a calm expression, then drew his sword to counterattack his opponent.
Although he was a bit curious, his curiosity could not affect his decision.
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