Time passed rather weirdly inside the temple, Bruce didn't know how many hours had passed or how many times he imagined himself making the same move, but eventually, he began to get mentally tired, and when that happened, the sessions ended, and he had the chance to leave the temple.
The skill of Swordsmanship leveled up.
Bruce couldn't help but feel a slight tinge of disappointment. He had hoped to learn a new skill, something unique that would set him apart from others. However, he quickly realized that what he had gained was equally valuable. With each repetition, the swordsmen honed their technique, perfecting the art of the downward slash, and now, Bruce had done the same.
