"Boom!"
A thunderclap resounded as Xie Xuanyi nonchalantly discarded his bamboo hat, which fell to the ground.
It kicked up a sky full of raindrops.
Countless beads of water bounced off the ground, reflecting a streak of silver light that flashed through the torrential downpour.
Jin Yuan, the real person, took the initiative to strike first, drawing his blade and hurling it at the young man in black.
The long blade shattered the curtain of rain, tracing a straight, long line.
The youth in black did not retreat but instead stepped forward, slightly tilting his head with minimal movement to let the blade's edge whisk past his cheek.
