Chapter 110 - The Boss of the Broken Theater
After a brief glance at Millie, Jhin fixed his eyes on The Kyle approaching him.
A copy of himself from the past — modeled after his level 200 self — radiating pure menace.
That bloodlust. That unrelenting intent to kill.
It was savage to the core.
"…I didn't play the game that violently."
"Kiiiaaaah!"
Jhin activated Flow Sight, tracking the incoming patterns.
The stat values were still fixed.
As long as he could read the enemy's form, dodging would be no issue.
Clang! Clang-clang!
He was able to quickly push the creature into a corner.
Honestly —
It was easy for him.
Because I can see everything.
No matter what anyone said, those techniques —
They were the very ones Jhin had used for years.
They were part of his self-made combat style — one developed specifically to complement his precarious "class."
And the weaknesses, too.
He quickly gauged the greatsword's swing radius.
