Clang!

Akio had no choice but to swing his sword to block Dean’s attack.

The swing was enough to force Dean to retreat, while also denying him the chance to kill Akio.

Alas, the same swing forced Akio to cough up a lot of blood.

He took a few deep breaths to stop the pain, but his hatred toward Harvey only continued to grow deeper.

Seeing Akio’s wretched expression, Dean said, “You’re not even as good as Miyata. He could at least exchange a few moves with Sir York.”

“But you?”

“You can’t even take a single hit! You’re already scared sh*tless by Miyata’s death!”

“That’s why you weren’t able to dodge Harvey’s blade!”

“And now, his blade will be the death of you!”

Akio laughed coldly.

“Harvey’s just some random mutt!”

“If I wasn’t leaving my country in a hurry and got carried away…”

“That kid wouldn’t even get the chance to scratch me!”

“When I get back to my country and train for another year or two, I’ll let that bastard know just how powerful I actually am!”

Dean sighed.