The world falls into silence.
An icy stillness settles over the volcano.
No one dares to speak, and no one thinks to move.
Those who understand martial arts cannot utter a word, knowing how extraordinary the scene before them is, and even those who do not understand can sense that something remarkable is happening right before their eyes.
Sama Seung gazes at Cheongmyeong with trembling eyes. 'With just basic swordsmanship... he subdued Yoon Baek? Without giving him a single chance?' The series of strikes flowed as naturally as water.
Yoon Baek, caught in that swordplay, could not even attempt a counterattack.
Could I do the same? Sama Seung could not immediately answer the question that arose in his mind.
If it were about subduing Yoon Baek in an instant, Sama Seung could certainly do that.
However, to overpower an opponent without giving them a chance to counter with just basic swordsmanship is an entirely different matter.
Even if someone stronger than Sama Seung were to come, he could not guarantee that they could replicate what Cheongmyeong had just demonstrated.
It was a matter of how perfectly one had mastered the basics and how timely one could wield their sword.
To put it crudely, it was like a massive root.