Dimensional Descent

Heckle seemed to realize that he had spoken out of turn, but it was too late to regret it. He had been on the brink of life and death just a moment ago, yet Leonel suddenly pulled a reverse that saved his life. How could he not be excited?

A moment later, Heckle's expression had tensed once more.

Leonel frowned and entered his stance, not forgetting to pick up the dagger on the ground first.

Another three slowly moved toward Leonel, their eyes flickering with hints of caution. This caution was not only for Leonel who was before them, but also toward one another. It wasn't as though they had suddenly begun to trust each other just because they tacitly understood they needed to work together.

Seemingly understanding this, Leonel no longer hesitated as he dashed forward. He completely ignored the young man with a broken arm, deeming him less of a threat. With the strengthening on his Internal Sight, Leonel knew that this young man had only formed a single Force Node and it was in the very arm Leonel had already broken. He was practically a cripple.

When Leonel entered a five meter radius of the three before him, he shot out the dagger in his hand. It whistled through the air, piercing one of them through the throat.

In what felt like a flash, he appeared before the remaining two, his eyes flickering with a cold, calculative light.

His speed was simply too fast.

His palm appeared on one of their chests. As though being met by an unstoppable force, the young man was sent flying through the air, crashing into a few that were taking the opportunity to surround Leonel.

Leonel's fist jabbed forward. Under the influence of [Call of the Wind], it felt as though hurricane force winds were ripping the young man apart, leaving his face distorted even before Leonel's strike landed.

Another rain of blood shot into the skies as another corpse fell beneath Leonel's fist. However, Leonel himself was still frowning.

heads were exploding like this. But, the truth was that this simply

to arrows, darts and similar weapons. Leonel had modified it to be used with a spear, but the essence of the technique remained the same. Both

Leonel realize that maybe his mastery over this technique wasn't as great as he initially thought. If he could apply better control, he felt [Call of the Wind] could be maybe even 10 times more powerful

held the shadow of Heckle's skill within them, mixed in with a hint of

was as though he could plan several movements ahead, deftly

came to realize in that moment that there was more to fighting than just launching the strongest attack. All this time, he had been using his ability to think of ways land his blows. He always felt that as long as he landed a good hit, with his strength, the battle would

than him? Or, more appropriate to the current situation, what if he was simply outnumbered and moving

He suddenly understood now…

lighter, his steps grew softer, and even a mysterious

what I felt when I was

but he hadn't all this

yet, not only did she defeat them, but even when they wanted to escape,

If it was just a matter of her speed being several times greater, that would be fine. But, Leonel knew that though she was faster than those

than them, but it also felt like they

was all superficial. The truth behind the mystery of her footwork was her mind and the way

his

the youths that attacked him, yet,

there really were four youths who had caught his attention before, which was why he set the requirement to just four. But, he had never expected a fifth to

not only