To be a Grand Champion
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he Warmaster, still on the ground, raised one of his swords toward Jake, and it began to shine with mana. Jake temporarily abandoned his attack and dodged to the side as the entire blade shot out like an arrow, the man holding onto the hilt.
Jake thought he would have a chance to attack, but the Warmaster twisted his wrist, and Jake’s danger sense warned him and made him duck right as a whip-like blade flew in from behind. The blade he had shot out had segmented itself into several sharp metal pieces with strings holding them together, and with a mere movement of his wrists, he had made it twist and whip around.
After dodging a few more slashes, the Warmaster pressed a button on the hilt of his sword, and the entire blade was dragged back to reform the whole sw
