C97 Surviving

The sword's edge relentlessly advanced, offering no quarter. Its movements were eerie and elusive, often catching its opponent off guard and leaving them defenseless.

Jing Chong weaved left and right, his steel blade clashing and sparking as if striking an anvil. Despite his efforts, he struggled to fend off the ferocious onslaught of his adversary's unorthodox attacks.

Before long