At noon, Guinaifen glanced outside. The two were still trading blows with a clatter.
"...You're still fighting? It's noon already. Come eat."
"Then let's stop here for now."
Acheron calmly lowered her blade and looked at Liu Bai, who had plopped down on the ground.
"You truly have talent. Your successful parry rate just reached eighty percent. While there are still shortcomings in actual combat, it's already very impressive for practice."
"Thanks so much for the praise..." With all the tension gone, Liu Bai had completely collapsed.
Liu Bai's swordsmanship skill had not improved much. It had stopped at Level 2, but his proficiency with parries had shot up to Level 4.
The higher the level, the more forgiving the parry window became. Though the difference was only measured in milliseconds, milliseconds truly could affect how something felt.
At the same time, the posture damage inflicted also increased. By now, a faint yellow bar could already be seen on Acheron's body.
Blade shaking?
Shake my ass!
This wasn't a game where shaking your weapon over your head could somehow block attacks from the front.
He still had to rely on visual prediction...
"Should I carry you back?"
"No need. I can barely still walk." Liu Bai refused Acheron's kindness.
Being carried back like that would be far too embarrassing.
"Rest for a while first, then go wash up."
Guinaifen held out her hand and let Liu Bai lean on her.
"Come to think of it, no one actually came looking for you today..."
"Mm... Because Rita and Natasha are too ashamed to come see me?"
What had happened yesterday would take those two some time to process as well.
They would probably avoid him for the next two or three days.
Undying Blade's hotel base.
"Um, Vice-Captain, don't those