Chapter 142
"Let the duel begin!" Dave smiled as the gong off to the side was rung. Without wasting time, Vince immediately shaped his metal magic into a long sword, lifting it and pointing it at Dave with a glare.
"I won't let your plans succeed!" he shouted, dashing forward at full speed. Dave, however, remained standing with his arms crossed, watching Vince with an amused expression.
As soon as Vince reached him, he swung his sword swiftly, but a loud clang echoed in the air. To his shock, a sword floated in midair, effortlessly blocking his strike. Before he could react, the floating sword lunged at him, forcing him on the defensive.
'He… he can control his magic like Dad?! I can barely create a sword and hold onto it, but he's manipulating his effortlessly.' Vince thought as he jumped back, narrowly avoiding a thrust aimed at his stomach.
