Broken Stone

'Thirty degrees, one breath.'

'Two hundred and forty degrees, one and a half breaths.'

'Eighty degrees, three breaths.'

As he perceived the wind blades around him, Yu Nianzhen swung his sword and broke the closest three.

Soon after, he dodged a fourth wind blade and swung just in time to break five more.

However, he didn't stick around after countering the five wind blades. Instead, he dashed to his left and only stopped when he was ten metres away.

'Two black wind beasts.' He thought, and on cue, two beasts appeared where he was previously standing.

The beasts were black and had smoke-like bodies.

Their black eyes were searching the surroundings, but Yu Nianzhen had run close enough to see them but far enough to avoid their notice.

'Mid-rank class three black wind beasts.' He thought, and his heart skipped a beat.