Loss

Ryu took a step back before drawing a line across the air with his finger. A sword of qi formed, dancing with silvery runes that almost instantly suppressed the momentum of Jojo's sword. 

Stars danced around him and [Absolute Domain] took shape, a light smile playing his handsome features as he took a step to the side, and then another. He moved with an unmatched fluidity, every step he took carrying a beautiful sort of elegance to it. 

To his surprise, Jojo didn't immediately get frustrated after two misses. It was like she had forgotten about everything else, even her own mind and personality, when she entered the midst of battle. In fact, Ryu felt that his Dividing Chaos Dao was even somewhat stonewalled. It was as though even her soul had become a piercing blade, focused and unbothered by everything around her, thrusting forward with an indomitable will.