Baby Swordplay 1

I focused my gaze on Adam. Images of my past life, dueling other kings with my country and loved ones at stake, popped up in my head. My eyes narrowed. He was the opponent now.

I willed mana into my legs and dashed forward with both my hands gripping the wooden sword on my right…



Keeping his smug look, Adam prepared to block my horizontal swing when I feinted and used a special footwork I developed in my old world that I used for dueling. Almost instantly, I blinked a foot diagonally to his right. Curse this body. I couldn’t perfectly execute the skill because of the height and weight difference compared to my old body. I wasn’t used to this 40 pound, 110cm. body. While I didn’t reach the area I was aiming for, unfortunately for Adam, he already prepared his wooden stick to block my horizontal swing from the other direction so his right side was open.

His smug look all but vanished and was replaced by a look of surprise with his eyes opening wide, realizing what’s about to happen.

Swinging my wooden sword to his open ribcage, I reinforced my wooden sword with mana at the last moment to conserve my mana because I knew I was definitely at a disadvantage against a veteran like him.

The look of surprise on Adam all but lasted a split second before he pivoted his right foot with an almost inhuman speed. I squatted in time to dodge his upward swing and switched my stance from a thrust to a spinning swipe and landed a blow on his left ankle using all my momentum. His ankle gave out at that moment, throwing Adam off balance.

Or so I thought.

He actually did a full on splits and did a roundhouse sweep with his legs as soon as he was on the ground.

This body won’t be able to take a hit like that so I jumped up to dodge his legs when, from my peripheral view, I saw the flash of brown from his wooden stick.

With no time to use the blade to block the swing, I thrust the pommel of my sword, timing it so Adam’s wooden stick and the end of my handle would clash.

Newton’s Third Law of Motion suddenly came into mind.

For every action, there is an equal and opposite re-action

And boy was the opposite re-action painful. While I did block the blow successfully, my 4-year-old body couldn’t withstand the force of the blow and I flew before gracefully skidding on the ground like a flat rock on a lake.

Thankfully, I reinforced my whole body before I took the blow or I would’ve seriously gotten hurt.

Groaning, I sat myself up and rubbed my throbbing head. I look up, only to see seven stupefied faces staring at me.