"Transforming Sword, Sword Escape, Breaking Sword, Stacked Swords..."
Luoo Yuxuan's movements resembled a butterfly flitting from flower to flower, shouting the name of each sword technique as she executed it.
Chen Feng remained firmly rooted to the ground, standing within a circle, with one hand behind his back and the other holding a sword. No matter how fast Luoo Yuxuan's sword was, Chen Feng's was always just a tad quicker, perfectly countering her, which left her in shock.
In truth, Chen Feng had an advantage because of his Eyes of Purity; no matter how unpredictable and varied her swordsmanship was, it couldn't escape his vision. He was always one step ahead, blocking Luoo Yuxuan's attacks.
