Doggone Academy

Chapter 54. Master Class (8)

Translator: Atlas     Editor: Ambrtrn

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Flynn raised his sword. His arms shook involuntarily.

Damien walked slowly, though time was running out.

It was as if he needed less than a minute to defeat Flynn.

He shouted loudly to hide his fear.

“Damn it, come!”

The light sword drew a diagonal line up and down.

Immediately, a wave of light flew toward him.

That attack passed close to Flynn’s left arm.

The wave of light exploded as it hit the ground.

He felt his blood freeze.

Had he missed?

Another wave of light was directed toward Flynn.

It was too fast for him to react.

And the wave of light deflected to Flynn’s right, just barely.

Flynn finally understood the reason why the wave had not hit him.

Because his body blocked the banner.

If I don’t move, I’ll die.

The two waves of light were a warning to Flynn.

Flynn was furious.

If he stepped aside because he didn’t want to die here, it would be the biggest embarrassment he had ever suffered.

Damien’s sword flashed several times before the intensity of its light faded.

The magical pressure pressing on Flynn became even weaker.

It was evident that he was exhausted, perhaps from the waves of light he wasted.

In these circumstances, he did not intend to turn away.

Damien began to run toward Flynn, perhaps because he sensed that he would not move.

Thirty seconds remained.

Flynn gritted his teeth.

“Come!”

He steeled himself.

He had to use all his force now, even if he would end up in an infirmary bed.

Damien’s figure appeared from the dust.

He immediately attacked with his sword.

Flynn swung his sword upward with all his might.

Clang!

A shock wave spread out from where their swords clashed.

Damien landed on the ground.

Flynn, who leaned back slightly from Damien’s weight, slowly raised his body.

Neither retreated a step, their swords thrusting at each other.

Damien’s sword, now almost translucent, cracked Flynn’s sword. Posted only on NovelUtopia.com

This is ridiculous.

Soon the light sword was embedded in the blade of Flynn’s sword.

Flynn could not believe his eyes.

His sword, which was made by a dwarf, could cut steel.

And then something happened that neither of them could have predicted.

The runes engraved on the sword turned redder and redder until they became overheated. They absorbed the sword qi of the light sword.

The sword began to vibrate violently.

The enchantment did not work properly because the blade was damaged.

The sword’s instability eventually led to a mana explosion.

Boom!

The two were ejected by the explosion.

Flynn flew to the banner.

Damien entered the dust cloud again.

Flynn, who got up, ran to his sword.

He had no time to check the condition of the sword.

He kept alert as he watched the dust cloud.

Twenty seconds remained.

Damien was nowhere to be seen.

But there were traces of him.

The faint light sword flickered. It had lost almost all its power.

Flynn swallowed hard.

After a few seconds the light saber disappeared.

The dust was as still as ever.

Was it finally over?

Flynn’s heart pounded.

He looked back for a moment.

The banner had not been damaged, only the aftermath of the battle had tilted it.

The evaluators walked into the arena.

Ten seconds remained, but they thought the evaluation was over.

Damien would have won if he had hit Flynn directly with the wave of light.

Flynn would have ended up as a shattered plantera.

But he didn’t.

Anyway, Flynn was able to prevent Damien from breaking the banner.

He finally lowered his sword.

He muttered to himself.

“It’s over.”

At the moment, when no one expected anything to happen, something flew out of the dust cloud and immediately passed near Flynn’s ear.

It was so sudden that he couldn’t react.

When Flynn fixed his gaze on the object, it had already broken the banner pole.

A wooden sword had emerged from the dust.

Damien waited for the opportunity until the last moment.

Flynn was shocked.

He kept his gaze fixed on the broken pole.

The world was silent, as if time had stood still.

The dust began to settle.

And the shattered planteras in the chaotic arena gradually revealed themselves.

Damien lay unconscious in the center of it.