"Your foundation in combat techniques is solid, your Battle Aura is refined, and you have ample practical experience," Lynn assessed objectively.
"It's just... your fighting style is too straightforward."
"Too straightforward?" Rex asked in confusion.
"Yes. You follow the fixed patterns of breathing techniques and combat skills in everything, pursuing the utmost in strength, speed, and technique. There's nothing wrong with that."
"But every one of your movements makes your intentions far too obvious."
Lynn pointed to his temple. "To my senses, what you intend to do next is almost transparent."
Rex fell silent.
He knew this was an absolute gap in reaction speed and perception.
The other man's mental power was strong enough to easily catch the slightest tremor in his muscles and fluctuations in his energy, allowing him to predict everything.
This was also an awkward weakness for knights when fighting Wizards.
Unless your speed exceeded a Wizard's perception, none of your combat techniques held the slightest secret in a Wizard's eyes. You could easily be toyed with at their whim.
"And..." Lynn continued.
"You rely too heavily on Battle Aura and combat techniques. When they are countered or fail to gain an advantage, you lack backup options to adapt."
Rex bowed deeply. "Thank you for your guidance, my lord! Today's battle has shown me an entirely new world."
He had once held a measure of pride in his strength as a legendary knight, believing that he would not be inferior even against a Wizard. Now, only awe remained.
This young Wizard was not only unfathomable in the arcane arts; even his close-quarters combat had reached such a horrifying level.
"There's no need to belittle yourself." Lynn waved a hand.
"Our systems are different, and our focuses differ. On a battlefield amid thousands upon thousands of soldiers, the