Final Showdown at the Peak of Martial Arts (3)

"Master Yixuan, are you challenging me?"

Hoshimi Miyabi's blade suddenly sped up, slashing straight at the back of the chair. Yixuan's figure swayed as she slid down from behind it, yet not a single drop spilled from the wine flask in her hand.

"Chief Miyabi, would you like a sip too?"

"Again!!"

Seeing this, Hoshimi Miyabi's competitive spirit flared as well, and she slashed at the wooden chair.

Amid flying splinters, Yixuan had already used the Azure Nether Method, stepping off the base of the wall and darting up onto the roof.

Sitting on the edge of the eaves, Yixuan poured a few drops of wine onto her fingers, then drew a talisman on the tiles. "Chief Miyabi, this is Drunken Immortal Points the Way. Why not guess where I'll land next?"

"No need!"

Hoshimi Miyabi held her blade horizontally and slashed at the roof pillar, intending to force Yixuan down.

Using the pillar's vibrations, Yixuan leaped into the air and landed beside Pulchra. She casually snatched the half-eaten pork knuckle from Pulchra's hand and took a huge bite.

Pulchra: Master???

"Chief Miyabi, you need to learn to borrow force to counter force. You can't just clash head-on."

"There has never been such a thing as saving effort in the way of the warrior!"

Hoshimi Miyabi retorted, smoothly changing moves—she spun around and slashed sideways, her blade wind sweeping through the air.

Yixuan suddenly leaned backward, evading the slash. Then she lightly tapped the blade with her toes and used the force to send herself flying away.

"Chief Miyabi, I told you, learn to borrow force!"

And so, the two began what looked like a duet in the courtyard—Hoshimi Miyabi's blade light poured down like a torrential storm, while Yixuan danced upon the edge of her blade.

Yet every time