'Hurry! Faster!'
Cold wind howled nonstop and cut at Happy like blades, but he did not care that the cold wind trapped him. He just moved with the shadows of his sword, and in an instant, dozens of sword qi weaved into the cold wind. With thunderous booms roaring around him, the sword qi were like lightning bolts that flashed in the cold wind.
Shick! Shick! Shick!
Sword light left thin gashes on Jinjiu's body.
The man's bare chest was already covered in countless thin red gashes that intersected with each other.
Before Jinjiu could strike Happy, he had already spun on his heels and left, breaking free from the saber glares that filled the air. He positioned his sword horizontally over his chest, sucked in a breath, and prepared his next wave of attacks.
Happy was very satisfied with the progress of his training!
