How is this possible!
The Golden Knight of the Jandener Family almost couldn't stop his eyes from bulging out. Brand's earlier strike, borrowing montum from the horse, was a perfect blend of all his power—a flawless swing. Normally, when a blow like that misses, one would be in a state where the old force is spent, and new force has yet to generate, commonly known as stiffness—yet Brand swung almost imdiately again, with barely any motion to retract his sword.
And thisstrike was as flawless as ever, seemingly using every ounce of strength again, identical to the previous strike.
This utterly defies the principles of physics.
It's as if the two strikes were made by two different people—
The Golden Knight of the Jandener Family was already beyond comprehension, but there was no need for understanding. If he didn't raise his sword to block, he would certainly be bidding farewell to this world. But he could already imagine that if he tried to block the sword, he would definitely be knocked to the ground.
Because he hadn't even managed to regain his balance.
But there was no ti to think about that now. The Golden Knight of the Jandener Family was on the verge of tears and, without understanding the situation, could only raise his sword. Then with a loud 'bang,' Brand, sword and all, was sent flying, slapped to the ground like a dead fly.
These two consecutive strikes were nearly instantaneous, appearing to outsiders as though Brand had conjured two shadows that slapped the knight down like a child being reprimanded, and at that mont, his companion finally arrived.
In fact, the second swordsman arriving at that mont was already a bit frazzled.
Under normal circumstances, a difference of a few tenths of a second wouldn't make much of an impact. But this ti, just as the second swordsman arrived, he saw Brand's third strike heading towards his fallen companion—that second strike seed not fully retracted, and the third was already on its way—it was awkward beyond asure. If given the chance, this Deneir Family swordsman wanted nothing more than to bash his head against the ground and wail: This guy's cheating!
But he had no ti for unnecessary actions, for he realized that if he didn't intervene, his companion was sure to die. Despite sharing the sa Gold Level skill, he's caught out without a chance to strike back, forced to retreat directly, which was hard to accept.
He imdiately struck.
Theoretically, with Brand unleashing three consecutive blows, seemingly giving up defense completely to attack his companion, he ought to have the chance to seize the opportunity and exploit the vulnerability—at least achieve the goal of drawing away and rescuing.
Yet at this mont, what made the Deneir Family swordsman furious was witnessing Brand ignoring his attack, thrusting his sword into his fallen companion's heart—a face full of disbelief, as if asking, do you hate this much, you don't even care about your own life?—but at the sa ti, he saw Brand's sword coming toward him.
Perfectly executed, with all his strength.
"This is impossible!" The Deneir Family swordsman almost dropped his sword in a trembling hand and scread while clutching his head.
But it didn't matter whether it was possible or not, Brand's sword accurately struck his sword blade. What followed was a replay of before, six swords in total, two proud Golden Rank swordsn simply slain on the battlefield within seconds by Brand with effortless stabs.
In fact, even killing a dog might not seem so easy for an ordinary person.
For a mont, the entire left-wing battlefield was silent.
Brand withdrew his longsword from the body of the second swordsman, wiped it on the other's clothes, and then lifted his head to scan the surroundings. Where his gaze fell, the Grus nobles and soldiers retreated like a surging tide, the retreat radiating with infectious fear, soon spreading into utter chaos.
As Brand advanced, thousands of soldiers scread as if they'd seen a ghost. Those at the forefront could no longer endure, dropping their weapons and turning to flee. Initially, it was only a small group in front of Brand, but this shattered the final confidence of the Grusians, leading to a massive rout.
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