The two continued to spar, because of course, the almighty Demon Lord wouldn't be satisfied with his "attempt" at winning. Thankfully, though, Wooyun had a tool at his disposal that concocted a plan that would help, at least not fail miserably.
Taking the book's advice, Wooyun moved faster. He dipped low and aimed a sweeping leg at Junghwa's ankles, but the man simply stepped over it like he was a mere shoe obstructing his path. Wooyun wasn't the least bit surprised that his hit didn't land either, but still, it hurt his pride a little.
He twisted his hips and shifted his weight, pivoting mid-motion to send an elbow flying towards his master's ribs.
The blow missed, to no one's surprise. Baek Junghwa leaned back just enough to let it pass, his dark robes fluttering with the movement. He didn't strike back, only raised a brow as if saying, Is that really all you got?
