Ding—
Ding, ding, ding—
Sparks sprayed.
Qian struck out with several slashes in succession, precisely blocking Nishimura Ishihira's attacks.
Then, without waiting for him to launch another offensive, Qian thrust his sword out, driving straight for the man's vitals. He had actually shifted from defense to offense, forcing him to pull back and guard.
Feeling the chill at the tip of Qian's blade, Nishimura Ishihira did not dare be careless in the slightest. He hurriedly turned the kunai in his hand back around to block Qian's attack.
The kunai and the short sword clashed, letting out a piercing scrape.
The distance between them closed, and a cold glint flashed in Nishimura Ishihira's eyes.
Then his body tilted slightly, avoiding the edge of the short sword, and the kunai in his hand slid forward with the motion. He actually intended to attack Qian's neck directly.
His disadvantage in height and build gave Nishimura Ishihira this opportunity.
Watching the kunai draw closer and closer, Qian showed not the slightest panic.
He lightly tapped the ground with the tip of his foot, and his entire body abruptly retreated two steps. Nishimura Ishihira's attack missed.
Before he could change moves again, Qian kicked hard off the ground. His whole body shot out like an arrow, arriving in front of Nishimura Ishihira in an instant.
Then the short sword in his hand swept sideways, cutting straight toward the man's waist and abdomen.
A small build had its advantages too, namely that one's movements were agile enough.
Just like now. The moment he dodged Nishimura Ishihira's attack, Qian could immediately launch a counterattack.
Correspondingly, Nishimura Ishihira's returning guard was just that tiny bit slower, only barely blocking Qian's attack.
As the saying went, one slow step led to every step being slow.
Seeing his short sword