Another deep blue arc of light streaked across the cabin, and a smooth cut split the entire cabin in two. The defense system, which was claimed to withstand the bombardment of the Destruction Fleet, was easily severed by the light blade, and a hearty laugh echoed in the cabin for a long time.
"Indeed, I've been getting luckier lately."
The crimson cybernetic eye once again locked onto Duan Mingyuan's figure. Since he had been dubbed the "Cosmic Sword Saint," he could no longer remember how long it had been since he found a duel that made him exert all his effort.
Before the severed section could fall, some kind of energy "stitched" the damaged parts back together again.
"It seems you are the Blue Star Swordsman mentioned by the Shan clan people."
