"Kill! Kill!"
Almost simultaneously, Yagyu Ichiken and Tian Guangjin shouted and lunged forward, their swords thrusting out in a blur of motion.
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
Three successive, loud clangs rang out, like a blacksmith hammering iron. It was their swords crashing against each other. Clearly, their speeds were nearly identical, forcing them to use their blades to intercept one another to avoid being skewered.
SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!
After exchanging three strikes, they retreated as fast as lightning, once again facing each other in a standoff. Their breathing had grown heavy; it was clear those three strikes had consumed a vast amount of their physical strength and True Qi. That exchange had been a true clash of life and death, where a single careless move would have resulted in a fatal blow. They had to concentrate completely and unleash their greatest potential.
