"...This is impossible."
Aetheris instinctively realized it.
That Sword Radiance—he couldn't endure even a single strike from it.
It wasn't quite Sword energy, the hallmark of a true grandmaster, but it was the stage just before that—a blade infused with a constrained, almost tangible energy.
Even Magnus, seated in the tent, ground his teeth in frustration.
Of course, attaining Sword energy did not make one invincible.
How many grandmasters had fallen, relying solely on Sword energy?
How many martial artists, having achieved Sword Radiance, had met their end despite it?
It was proof that one had transcended human limits.
But such mastery didn't guarantee one's techniques were invincible.
Still…
Still, the skill of a master who had reached such a level could never be dismissed.
For a martial artist of a lower rank to defeat someone of such high standing through sheer skill alone?
