Clang—
After blocking another attack from Qian's Short Sword, Sha Feng opened his Three-Star Fan and skillfully used its surface to intercept the Shuriken Qian threw next.
Then he poured Wind Style Chakra into it and swung it hard, forcing Qian back as he closed in a second time.
Seizing the chance, he swiftly formed hand seals and used the Three-Star Fan again, unleashing a powerful Wind Style that covered a large area around Qian.
At times like this, Qian usually had two choices. If the storm's power was ordinary, he would rely on the Sharingan's sharp insight and charge straight through.
But if the storm was too strong, he would avoid its edge for the moment, then look for another chance to attack.
For the past fifteen minutes, he and Sha Feng had been locked in this rapid back-and-forth of attack and defense.
Almost all of their methods had been laid bare. What was being tested now was each side's grasp of timing, as well as the depth of their reserves.
In terms of battle experience, Sha Feng was indeed a step above Qian, but the existence of the Double Tomoe Sharingan, together with several skills that had reached the perfected level, had erased that gap.
In fact, Qian was even beginning to suppress him in return.
Because of this, Sha Feng had no choice but to frequently use some powerful Wind Style ninjutsu to win himself chances to breathe, and all of those consumed a great deal of Chakra.
By contrast, the various methods Qian used consumed very little Chakra.
If things dragged on like this, it was clearly favorable to Qian, and that was exactly what he was doing.
He did not even care when one of his subordinates died at the hands of that Puppet Master