Dang dang dang dang…
In the hazy and dim moonlight, the sparks from the collision of their blades were incredibly dazzling.
Jabem's blade was extremely hard and sharp, yet facing Tu Sha's Soft Blade, which seemed supple and tender, it showed no signs of being cut through upon impact.
Jabem excelled in strength and speed, favoring a head-on combat style, a method that had never led to his defeat.
However, against the Soft Blade of Tu Sha, he felt as if he had ample force but no place to apply it, which caused him great discomfort.
Even though he seemed to have a relative advantage on the surface, he knew full well that his strength was being greatly depleted, and that the Soft Blade, like a venomous snake, lurked, waiting for the right moment to strike directly at his vital points.
"Blast Thousand Cuts!" Jabem fiercely stabbed his blade into the ground, the sheer force exploding the earth in front of him into several streams of sword energy that rushed at Tu Sha.
