Seeing Asuka as if she was a tiny kitten trying to show off, Harvey was not fazed at all.

“You’re not worthy to even fight me,” said Harvey York calmly.

“Let me see your strength, Tyson.”

Tyson Woods nodded, then showed a hint of fighting spirit in his eyes.

After the battle last night, Tyson had solidified his training.

He placed his right hand on the hilt of his sword, then took a step forward. His entire body flew right toward Asuka like an arrow.

“A mere gangster dares to duel me?!

“You must have a death wish!”

Asuka chuckled coldly. She was an outstanding professional even compared to this batch of people sent out by the Shindan Way. She had the utmost confidence in her own strength.

She believed that she would be able to defeat anyone in a duel.

Fwoooosh!

A bright light flashed mid-air accompanying Asuka’s swing of her longsword right toward Tyson’s throat.

Island Nation Swordsmanship was never about elegance. Quick and decisive blows were the principles of their swo