(The ending of the previous chapter has been slightly modified, worth taking a look.)
The thief adjusted his posture, swinging his weapon in rapid succession.
His blade movements were agile and varied, constantly trying to break through the opponent's defense to strike at vital points.
Whereas Wu Heng, after having practiced swordsmanship for a long time,
demonstrated his adept ability to respond at this moment.
The sword moves were continuous, defending while simultaneously counterattacking swiftly.
Clang clang clang~!
Their weapons clashed nonstop.
The dense metallic symphony echoed through the night sky, sparks flying in all directions.
The longer the thief fought, the more terror-stricken he became, his eyes widening, his expression growing more incredulous.
At the beginning of the fight, maybe the opponent had used some method to increase his strength.
But as the battle continued,
