Who said women only had one move when they fought—pulling each other's hair?
At least, that clearly wasn't the case when Kesha and He Xi fought.
Though there was still flashing steel and clashing blades, compared to the fist-to-flesh collisions between men, their battle was far more elegant.
Although Kesha was somewhat stronger, He Xi relied on her exquisite swordsmanship to fight her on equal footing.
Silver armor and long boots paired with capes embroidered with intricate patterns showed off their perfect feminine figures without sacrificing their dashing, capable bearing. They were dressed alike, and both were breathtakingly beautiful.
But the more beautiful something was, the more dangerous it tended to be.
The intensity of their battle was beyond anything ordinary people could imagine. Their figures flickered and sword shadows danced. In space, they fought without restraint. Though the sound of weapons colliding could not be heard, the shockwaves spreading after every exchange could be felt clearly.
A queen-level battle left someone far away trembling uncontrollably. They seemed to have completely forgotten about Hua Zhen...
Timing was especially important in a clash between experts. Seeing Kesha's sword move reach its end, He Xi narrowed her eyes and did not hesitate. She delivered a High Side Kick straight at Kesha's chin, showing no intention of holding back. However...
"Smack—!"
Just as the kick was about to land, Kesha swiftly raised her swordless left hand and easily caught her by the ankle.
After catching the strike, Kesha seemed to have seen something. A teasing curve formed at the corner of her lips as she joked, "Oh? It's actually white. I never thought an Old Enchantress with such a dirty mouth would be so pure~"
Knowing that Kesha had caught a glimpse beneath her skirt, He Xi showed no blush or embarrassment. She