Chen Shi'an was in no hurry to attack either. He replied quietly, "Practice makes perfect. If you could draw your saber a hundred million times like I have, you could definitely reach my speed too."
Liu Yunyun curled her lips and retorted irritably, "Draw it hundreds of millions of times? At your age, even if you'd started drawing your saber back when you wore split-crotch pants, you couldn't have done it a hundred million times."
Chen Shi'an chuckled. "Without that perseverance, all you can do is envy how fast I draw."
Liu Yunyun took a deep breath. "So what if you draw fast? Your cultivation is two minor stages below mine. How could you possibly beat me?"
The corners of Chen Shi'an's mouth lifted slightly. "Whether I can win isn't something the two of us can decide with our mouths.
"Miss Liu, I know you're feeling unsure of yourself now, but the fight still has to continue.
"Come on, stop holding back. Show me your strongest move."
Liu Yunyun narrowed her eyes. "Watch my sword!"
As her words fell, she darted forward again, appearing before Chen Shi'an in an instant, noticeably faster than before.
Clearly, she had held something back earlier.
Her short sword thrust out in rapid succession. In the blink of an eye, she had delivered four thrusts, aimed at Chen Shi'an's left and right eyes, chest, and lower abdomen where his dantian lay.
It was incredibly fast, the inch-long short sword leaving a string of afterimages in the air.
This time, Chen Shi'an did not dodge again. With a turn of his wrist, the Windbreaker Saber flashed out, hacking rapidly through the air.
Clang, clang, clang, clang! The Windbreaker Saber and the short sword collided four times in midair, blocking every one of Liu Yunyun's attacks.
Moreover,