"I don't believe it. Again!"
Defeated by a single sword strike twice, Minamoto Mitsuyori was far from convinced... instead, a fierce sense of defiance rose within her. Fu Hua did not refuse her, merely waiting as she attacked again and again.
The third time, the sword in her hand was knocked aside once more!
The fourth was a little better—she was only forced back more than ten steps.
"Again..."
Defeat!
"Again!"
Defeat.
Failure after failure. Each time, Fu Hua merely swung her sword casually, focusing entirely on defense and never taking the initiative to attack.
By nearly the hundredth attempt, Minamoto Mitsuyori could no longer endure it. Toward the end... she had attacked with the intent to kill, yet she still could not make Fu Hua use a second strike.
She looked at her weapon, once again knocked flying and embedded in the ground, then at her own hands. Never before had she been dealt such a crushing blow.
The swordsmanship she had been so proud of was actually this laughable.
She could not even make her opponent use a second strike. What kind of bullshit swordsmanship was that?
"Is your swordsmanship only for defense?"
Minamoto Mitsuyori drew her katana again and looked at Fu Hua before her... she had completely acknowledged Fu Hua now. But... so far, she had only seen Fu Hua's swordsmanship effortlessly counter every one of her moves. She had yet to witness its offensive power.
"Of course not."
Fu Hua shook her head calmly at those words.
She had merely controlled her strength and casually broken through Minamoto Mitsuyori's swordsmanship.
"Then why..."
Before Minamoto Mitsuyori could finish, she immediately understood... she probably could not withstand even one strike from Fu Hua.
"Could you demonstrate it for me?"
Minamoto Mitsuyori looked at Fu Hua expectantly