"Tch! Don't be cocky just because you poisoned me! Your poison will no longer affect me." The tiger snorted and condensed a sharp sword with his qi. He raised his sword and slashed it towards Mike.
'Conjure and manipulate the wind! Feel the wind and use its sharpness. Cut through anything, move faster than people can see.'
Wind Sword appeared in his hand. The sword itself could release the wind but it needs a source. Mike had no choice but to use the spiritual qi to generate the wind.
Whoosh! Clink!
Tapping his foot against the ground, he rose towards the qi sword and slashed his sword. The sword stayed horizontal and blocked the qi sword with the wind rising from it. Suddenly, the saber appeared in his left hand.
Bang!
Mike raised his left-hand swings it against the qi sword. The immense force generated by the black dragon saber smashed the qi sword into pieces.
Zzzz!
