First update today: Chapter 3557! 1/4!
The ensuing battle made the pupils of many veteran Liangshan constellations—those fortunate or unfortunate enough to have witnessed Xu Kun's fighting style firsthand—suddenly contract, while stormy waves rose within their hearts!
That petite figure weaving through flashing blades, sword shadows, and roaring laws; that calm ease with which she moved freely through an army; that precision and ruthlessness that always traded the smallest cost for the greatest results... In a daze, she bore a startling resemblance to certain fragments of that man's battles from their memories!
Facing the siege of more enemies, stronger enemies, and enemies working together with greater coordination, Xu Caiyi took the words "completely at ease" to their utmost extreme.
She seemed to become an elusive breeze on the battlefield, or perhaps a weightless feather, always evading sweeping weapons by a hair's breadth, skimming past erupting spells, and slipping around encircling formations.
The enemy attacks could often only strike the afterimages she left behind, while the wind blades she sent back with a casual swing always found the weak points in their joint defense, or the instant when an enemy's old strength had been spent and new strength had yet to emerge.
Pfft! Pfft!
Two more muffled impacts rang out, accompanied by the shattering of protective light and disbelieving groans.
Two fierce Ghost Race generals at the mid-stage of the Sixth Realm, who had attempted to pincering her from the flanks, were cut through gaps in their defenses by those elusive, radiant wind blades at the very instant their coordination showed the slightest delay. Blood blossomed from one's throat, while the other felt a chill pierce his chest. Their holy bodies convulsed as they fell, their life force swiftly extinguished.
"How preposterous!"
The repeated losses finally ignited the Ghost Race