Under Morin's torrential assault, Dunn gradually fell behind. Wounds from Morin's spear kept appearing on his body, each carrying Morin's strength and fury. These were only minor injuries, however, and Dunn's self-healing ability soon closed them.
Yet the situation steadily worsened. Morin seized every opportunity, using his superior martial arts and strength to launch even fiercer attacks against Dunn.
Finally, during one exchange, Morin found an opening and drove his spear straight through Dunn's left shoulder.
Dunn had tried desperately to dodge, but it was no use. In martial arts, a dabbler like Dunn, who had trained for only a little over two months, was far inferior to Morin.
The spear punched a fist-sized hole through Dunn's shoulder, effectively putting his entire left arm out of commission.
Having landed his strike, Morin withdrew his spear and stood still. An injury like this was serious even for a Third-Tier Physical-Side Classholder, and recovery in the short term was impossible.
"Ever since we started fighting, you've relied on nothing but your basic physical attributes and your abysmal martial arts to fight me. You've barely used your abilities at all. I don't know what you're trying to hide,
"but it doesn't matter anymore. With an injury like that, you have no chance left! Take whatever you're hiding to your grave."
Sure enough, no one was a fool. Since Dunn had not used his blood manipulation ability, the combat strength he displayed barely reached the Third Tier.
To Morin, that was simply impossible. How could someone who dared attack a naval port and challenge a nation possess only this much strength? Besides, judging by all the signs in the behavior of Dunn and his companions, this did not seem like an unplanned encounter.
Thus, Morin was certain that Dunn was holding something back.
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