"Listen to the howl of the Divine Wind." Roa exhaled softly, and his cool voice rang out.
A glint of interest appeared in Ghislaine's cold, beastlike eyes. She leaned forward, every muscle in her body taut, agile as a leopard. Her already powerful muscles bulged as her ferocious aura steadily compressed. Baring her white teeth, she turned into a blur and vanished from where she stood.
Her domineering presence was on full display. She channeled her strength through her muscles and into her limbs. Each step sank into the grass and sent dirt flying, leaving huge footprints in the ground. Roa's expression grew grave. He knew she was fast, but he hadn't realized she could move this fast.
In practically the span of a breath, the distance of thirty zhang closed to less than ten.
Roa quickly pulled back the step he'd taken forward, trying to keep some distance between them. His sword needed time to build momentum, but he'd miscalculated from the very start.
Ghislaine appeared right in front of Roa, a cold smile curling her lips. The circulation of blood and flow of energy within her body reached their peak as she thrust out her sword. A violent wave of Sword Qi bore down on Roa. One look was enough for him to know he couldn't block it.
If Paul's sword could still be resisted with brute strength, Ghislaine's was utterly impossible to stop.
The sword's ferocious momentum wrapped around its blade. Fast as lightning, it swept toward Roa in an instant.
Roa's brow twitched. He didn't draw his sword, but retreated again. Ghislaine wasn't about to let him escape. Gripping the hilt in her right hand, she turned the blade and swung at him once more.
This strike was every bit as overwhelming as the last. Roa