The Secret Worry
Editor: Transn
What Yan Qingwu was best at was sword technique, because Zhang Ruochen had unexpectedly broken her sword early it meant she was unable to demonstrate her superior sword technique.
The second time they fought, she decided not to meet Zhang Ruochen head to head, instead, she decided to use her advantage of speed.
"Let's start!"
Zhang Ruochen held the Abyss Ancient Sword and executed his opening posture. Standing like a pine tree, silently and unmoving, giving one a sense of unfathomableness.
"Wind and fire connection!"
Yan Qingwu unleashed a sword technique of Spiritual Stage's Superior class. She planned to actively test Zhang Ruochen, forcing him to reveal his flaws.
Yan Qingwu's sword moved closer and closer to Zhang Ruochen, it looked like her sword was about to pierce his heart.
All of a sudden, Zhang Ruochen swung his sword, the sword breath fell like a waterfall and chopped towards Yan Qingwu.
Bam! Bam!