The sudden slash caught Night Wind off guard.
But years of training kept him from freezing. A throwing knife slid from his wrist, and the instant he gripped it backhanded, he brought it up to guard his throat.
Clang!
As sparks flew, he first breathed a sigh of relief.
But the fiery blade light overwhelmed the sparks from the collision, flaring before his eyes.
He could not make out the scimitar's edge, only see it sweep over his head like a winding stream of fire. That speed was beyond what the naked eye could follow!
It was also a strike he could not counter on such short notice!
Hum!
The scimitar vibrated with a clear ring as it swept from left to right, only to stop just before reaching his ear.
The cold sweat on his forehead gleamed red in the scimitar's glow, while the hand holding his throwing knife remained frozen.
Night Wind took a deep breath, only to hear Tang Qi say, "That felt pretty good."
"I almost thought you were going to kill me!" Night Wind complained.
Tang Qi raised an eyebrow. "I just thought your skills and reflexes made you a good sparring partner."
Night Wind's eyes lit up, and he planted his hands on his hips. "Ha! You've got a good eye. But next time, tell me beforehand so we can have a proper match-this time, this time you just caught me with a sneak attack!"
He laughed it off aloud, but inwardly, his thoughts would not settle.
Light above... since when was he this fast?!
He still remembered their last fight beneath the well at the Golden Oak. Back then, Tang Qi had needed a beastkin's help just to barely hold his own against him. If not for his fear of the beastification curse,