'When will he start going all out?'
'He had the opportunity to send my sword flying just now, but he didn't.'
'He's definitely doing this on purpose. But why…'
While Merina racked her brain, Ashoka continued swinging his wooden sword with a composed expression. Even when Merina twisted her body in order to escape his sequence of basic attacks, he still adhered to the fundamentals.
'Is he looking down on me?'
Ugh!
Merina ground her teeth and stomped on the ground in order to stabilize her stance.
"Fine, allow me to entertain you, Young Master!"
Once Merina fixed her posture and gripped her wooden sword tightly, her worries vanished. She also began using only the most basic of attacks in order to face Ashoka.
Soon, all the fancy techniques and complex movements completely disappeared from their duel. They were each taking turns attacking and defending. It had become an extremely simple fight.
