"Sweeping Blade!"
"Sweeping Blade!"
"Sweeping Blade!"
Ji Ruo repeatedly unleashed Sweeping Blade, riding the breeze as he darted around Liang Shixian.
His movements were light and graceful, carefree and fluid.
With Liang Shixian's strength as a ninth-level Martial Apprentice, he could barely react. Ji Ruo was just too smooth!
"Ji Ruo, th-this is..." Liang Shixian asked, stammering.
"Gale Sword Art! What do you think? Cool, right?" Ji Ruo said with a grin.
He drew the Miao Saber from his back and began trying out other moves. Sweeping Blade was fine, but the other moves were too much for a wooden stick to withstand.
"Steel Tempest!" Ji Ruo thrust with his saber. A breeze curled around the blade, as if the wind were helping it strike faster—or as if the blade were piercing through the wind. A flash of white light appeared, lasting only an instant!
The white light looked like a crack in the wind.
At the same time, a faint breath of wind curled around the blade. "Steel Tempest!"
With his second strike, he turned the thrust into an upward sweep, sending a whirlwind straight into the air!
"Gale Sword Art, you're pretty great!" Ji Ruo happily twirled his saber, then sheathed it. "From now on, call me Happy Wind Man!"
He could unleash Steel Tempest over and over, building up the wind within his limits, then release it all in a single strike to slash out a hurricane!
Liang Shixian asked in a flat voice, "Ji Ruo, this saber art..."
"It's a sword art!" Ji Ruo corrected him seriously. "Gale Sword Art!"
Liang Shixian grimaced. "But you're clearly using a saber..."
"That's the setting!"
What the heck did that even mean?!
On the evening of the sixth day.
"Meow~ (Master, are we really going?)"
Little Rosie lay across