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Ryu's fingers trembled, delicate royal blue Heavenly Patterns dancing about them as he caught Arteur's final strike between his fingers.
'A shame, just a bit more…'
Arteur's pupils constricted when he sensed his sword creak beneath Ryu's strength. For a moment he felt like it might truly shatter. His heart shuddered as his gaze met Ryu's indifference. All his strength dispersed into the surroundings, sweeping by Ryu had and causing his robes and hair to flutter. But, outside of this, Ryu himself didn't seem to react much at all.
As far as Ryu was concerned, he was only using Arteur to hone his fists. Let alone someone in the Middle Dao Pedestal Realm, even someone of the Higher Dao Pedestal Realm would be hard pressed to threaten his life after the training he had undergone.