My hand gripped the sword hilt tightly.
As usual, Big Brother Fukuro's strength was extraordinary. From our colliding swords, I continued to retreat backward.
Damn!
I looked behind me. The boundary of the arena was not far away. I stared back at Big Brother in front of me, my gaze sharpening. My molars ground together hard. I knew that it could not go on like this.
I swallowed. My eyes scanned the surroundings quickly. My gaze stopped at a certain spot.
I smiled faintly.
As Big Brother continued to press me, I pushed him back using my sword. The effect of my shove caused his sword to lift into the air for a moment.
Taking that chance, I used it to roll to the side. At that exact moment, Big Brother Fukuro's greatsword slid downward. His sword emitted thin black smoke, the effect of his attack hitting the concrete floor.
