"Is this even possible?"
"He won against Matthew?"
"I can't believe this!"
"I guess that's the blood of the Sword God,"
In the sword art class, the spar was happening, and this time it was a spar against Rank 2 Matthew and Rank 8 Asher Greville.
It was Erwin who told both of them to spar but even he didn't see this result coming.
Matthew's wrist was broken, while Asher was standing with sweat falling down his face.
Erwin frowned, but he looked at the instructor to announce the result.
"Asher Greville has won," The instructor said.
Asher turned around, while Matthew stood up with a frustrated look on his face.
He was the strongest swordsman among the Second-Year students and it was something that he was proud of.
The fact he was above the grandson of the Sword God, who had passed away gave him motivation, but now losing to Asher, was a frustrating feeling.
