238 Training For The King's Tournament

Tak—!!

Clang, Clang, Clang—!!

Thwack—!!

"Arghh!"

Grunting and mumbling in pain, I fell to my knees, panting. My breath was shallow and ragged, and my heart felt like it was about to burst.

Taking out a bottle of cold water from the dimensional storage of my smart bracelet, I pushed down its content in big gulps and let out a long, satisfied sigh.

As the burning sensation in my lungs slightly cooled down and the pain subsided a little, I got up and cast an angry gaze at the person responsible for rendering me in this state.

Of course, that person was none other than my own master – Leo Kurogami.

"You want to kill me, don't you!" I cried out.

Around us, long blades of grass swayed along the wind. After our clash, some of the grass blades in the area were cut short, creating several clearings.