If a fly were to buzz by, Mulan's Mojie claimed they could slash its left wing and certainly never cut the right one by mistake.
But today, the brave Mulan Mojie had run out of options.
On the fifteen-foot-wide wooden platform, it was the leading Beamon with the long trunk whose two and a half meter long blade, coupled with his two and a half meter long arms, dominated the huge space by himself. With such an opponent, even having swordsmanship capable of embroidering on a dark carpet was useless-------------The curved swords of Mulan were simply too short to get close to him, and switching to a spear might have fared a bit better.
In the chaos of close-quarters fighting, where men were crowding against each other, the Mulan Mojie had no room to maneuver, and every attack was met with hard resistance. It was exceedingly painful for those who were one meter eight in height to try and match strength with a five-meter-tall Giant.
