Under the stalemate, the air was filled with dust.
After each failed attempt, the woman in the black dress did not stop, but turned around and charged at him on the rebound.
All the force from the charge was focused on the blade. The force was spread along the thin edge of the blade, greatly increasing its cutting power.
Chen Yiming's expression remained unchanged. With a focused gaze, he raised his sword to meet the attack.
"Clang!"
The two swords clashed.
In the next moment, Chen Yiming didn't take the attack head-on. Instead, he withdrew his sword and dodged to the side.
The woman in the black dress brushed past him and slashed at the tree behind him.
"Crack!"
A beam of light flashed past.
The tree was cut in half, and the top half slid off, landing horizontally in the middle of the road.
It was his turn to attack.
"Watch me," Chen Yiming reminded his opponent.
