The Extra's Survival

In the Sword club.

Lucas decided to end the match after fighting offensively to his heart content and swung the sword aiming at the neck as if to kill Newaschin.

Newaschin panicked seeing the force of the attack which he felt too overbearing. He closed his eyes seeing the force of the attack and raised his arm to cover his face subconsciously to protect his face dropping the sword.

Fortunately, Lucas stopped his sword just a few inches from Newaschin.

Swooossshh.

A frightening pressure followed by a surge of wind gushed out from the spot where Lucas was standing, although the sword stopped at a critical moment still the pressure that was emitted from the attack was enough to knock Newaschin unconscious.

He fell back on the ground, his back was drenched in sweat feeling the force of the attack. He breathed an air of relief but was stunned, seeing the attack Lucas made with indifferent eyes as if he don ’t care about the consequences of injuring him.

His back was drenched in sweat seeing Lucas holding the sword in the air which was just a few inches from him, he felt that these few inches were the distance between his death and life.

Lucas retracted his sword and started to walk off the arena calmly under numerous stares. There is no way Lucas was going for the kill but still, he had put his all in that attack thinking about the possibility of Newaschin counter-attack, if his move failed to take him down.

Ken looked at Lucas in a new light. Seeing Lucas humble expression, he felt that Lucas himself didn ’t know how frightening his last attack was.

Even a peak 3-Star or early 4-Star would have trouble defending against that kind of attack.

He was stunned for a moment on seeing him unleashing such strength despite his bloodline grade and rank.

He was curious about how Lucas managed to squeeze this much strength from his small rank.

He started clapping for Lucas followed by others, watching this great fight was truly worthy of respect.