Hope Placed in Sword Skills
"Boom----!"
The shockwave spread outward like exploding thunder, kicking up countless clouds of dust as it swept across the surrounding players, making many of them scream.
"Ugh...!"
Even Kirito, Asuna, Leafa, Liz, and Silika were forced to raise their hands and shield themselves. Cai Die, Hua Die, and Bina clung tightly to Yui, keeping her from being blown away despite her continuous cries of alarm.
In the center of the battlefield, Yuuki had already leaped high into the air, maintaining her downward-slashing posture as sparks continuously flew from the blade in her hand.
That slash was blocked by the Holy Sword raised by Luo Zhen, who stood firmly on the ground.
"Skree...!"
The Holy Sword and black sword grated against each other, sending out even more intense sparks.
Luo Zhen and Yuuki were locked in a stalemate, neither able to do anything to the other.
At least, that was how it appeared on the surface.
As for the true state of the battle, one only needed to look at their expressions to know.
At that moment, Luo Zhen wore a faintly mocking smile, while Yuuki's expression kept changing in comparison.
The reason was simple.
As the two swords continued grinding against each other, Yuuki could already see her weapon's durability dropping at an astonishing rate.
If this continued...
"Your sword's about to break, isn't it?"
As he spoke, Luo Zhen suddenly retreated, deliberately pulling the Holy Sword away from the black sword's blade. Then he closed in again in an instant, the Holy Sword in his hand flashing like a brilliant golden radiance as it slashed toward Yuuki.
His reaction speed was actually no weaker than Yuuki's.
That was only natural, wasn't it?
Luo Zhen's reflexes had never been inferior to Kirito's. In fact, they