"I'M NOT DONE YET!"

A few minutes later...

A handsome silver-haired guy holding a draconic-like great sword, he had a fierce expression on his face, the wind breezing by fluttered his silky silver hair making him look cool and more handsome.

Facing him was a man with black hair, which was tied back but still had a few strands loose on his face, he held a Greatsword in his hand...

He didn't use a sword because he shouldn't use a sword to teach Leon how to wield Greatsword. So he told Leon to imagine and give him a Greatsword, which he currently held in his hands.

As he held the great sword, his appearance was calm and focused, yet imposing, making him seem unapproachable and untouchable.

The Silver-haired guy was, of course, Leon, and the black-haired man was Gladius the Sword God.

These two were in an intense standoff, looking at each other with fierce expressions on their face.

"This is where the real sword training begins, the first thing you need to take note of is your sword stance," Gladius said as he gestured.

He stood with his feet shoulder-width apart, with his left foot slightly forward and his right foot back.

He held the great sword with both hands, with his left hand near the top of the grip, and his right hand near the bottom.

He kept the sword pointed slightly to the right, at around a 45-degree angle, with the blade parallel to the ground.

His knees were slightly bent, with his weight evenly distributed between both feet.

He kept his shoulders relaxed, with his head up and eyes forward.

His left arm was straight, helping to balance the sword and provide stability.

"This is the stance perfect for a Greatsword wielder, From and with this stance, you can easily move into different strikes or blocks depending on your opponent's moves and your desired strategy," Gladius said as he demonstrated.

Leon glanced at his stance, taking note of all the important things before performing the exact stance. Even little things that could be ignored were taken note of by him making his stance a replica of Gladius's stance.

"You got it with one look, good, good, you are a genius indeed..." Gladius's eyes twitched... 'It must be the part of my Soul Deus absorbed, this boy got my heaven-defying talent... '

'I have been holding my frustration within me for a long time, I think it's time to let it all out' Gladius grinned.

While it might look like this battle would be one-sided, this isn't a clash of strength, Gladius had promised Leon that he would use the exact strength and agility Leo has, in his attacks. [Leon's strength: 155, Leon's Agility: 136]

"Ready?" He questioned Leon, giving him a scrutinizing gaze.

Leon nodded in response.

"Now!"

With the ferocity of a tiger, these two rushed at each other, Slashing their sword simultaneously.

Clang-!!!

These two entered a lockdown, with Gladius using his greatsword to bind Leon into position, and was just about to use the hilt of the great sword to disarm Leo, but Leon was able to dodge the attack at the last moment.

Wiping the sweat off his brows, Leon looked at Gladius with desperate burning eyes that told of an unyielding will, and then muttered, "I'm not done with you!"

After saying this, Leon ran at full speed to Gladius, dragging and winding up the greatsword behind him, then he unleashed a powerful overhead strike, building energy as he swung down. The momentum of his speed made the strike even more powerful.

Gladius as the Sword God smirked when he saw the attack, since he was fighting Leon with the same strength Leon had, so the only way he could defeat Leon was through skills.

Now, he has decided to show Leon why he is called the Sword God.

If only sword intent was allowed, Leon would not be able to last even one second. So the fight just appeared like the fight between two mortals without Qi, showcasing their skills in wielding Greatsword by dueling.

Just as Leon overhead Greatsword strike came closer and closer to Gladius, carrying with it an intense amount of power that mundane mortals wouldn't be able to fathom, Gladius slashed at it, stopping the sword with a single counter-attack!

But he did not stop there, he continued to send Leon a combo of Greatsword attacks, Leon was once again put in a difficult position.

He was forced to defend himself from the series of attacks combined that were slashed at him in quick succession.

"Fuck!" Leon groaned as he was forced to the defensive position parrying, blocking every attack that came at him.

One time, Gladius would thrust his greatsword akin to a spear, and another time he would chain together different types of slashes that target different parts of Leon's body, all these combos made his attack very unpredictable.

Soon, Leon started to accumulate injuries, despite the burning pain in his body, he ignored it and put more focus on Gladius otherwise, he was going to get more, the fight with Gladius was so intense that Leon was not even given a breather.

He was forced to use all the defensive moves Gladius had taught him before the fight.

'How the fuck is he so strong?!' Leo couldn't help but groan.

Despite reducing his strength to Leon's strength, Gladius was still able to dominate the fight with skills alone!

Slice-!

Leo got another injury during his momentary distraction.

"Argh!" A groan escaped his lips. But he still didn't lose focus, this was not the first time he got injured in fights, after all, he is a gangster, so he is used to such pain.

Desperate to get at least one hit on Gladius, Leo roared and rushed to meet Leo, continuing the fight with renewed vigor...

Clang-!

Clang-!!

Clang-!!!

A cacophony of clangorous sounds was heard as the greatsword clashed greatsword.

The two sword masters go at each other at speeds that are unreachable by even the fastest mortals.

The fight continued for more than two hours and ended by Gladius as he brought Leon down with one mighty overhead strike of his Greatsword.

Dropping to his knees, and using the great sword as support, Leon looked at Gladius with fiery eyes, his voice was heard resounding in the surrounding grassland, laced with unyielding determination. "I'm not done yet!"