"The blade's momentum: one slash, two slashes, three slashes... twelve slashes!"
As Su Sheng spoke, he abruptly intensified the momentum of his blade, spinning around to make a fierce cut; one slash transformed into twelve, and simultaneously, twelve slashes could transform into one. His target was merely the air.
Yet, it felt as if he had cleaved the very space around them into two halves with twelve consecutive slashes. The three onlookers, being within the aura of his actions, felt it intensely. That single slash was so formidable it was terrifying, making even breathing difficult.
All saw Su Sheng's curved blade descend, and his momentum quickly decreased. To them, it seemed they could only observe up to this point.
"Swoosh!"
