Heaving deep breaths.
Originally, Senior Sister said it would be one hour, but it turned into a whole morning as the fight went on.
He thought it would be an easy task, after all, Senior Sister had belittled Bai Yu as worthless, but as soon as they crossed swords, he realized something was wrong.
This woman's swordsmanship was exquisite, and her attacks were extremely aggressive and overriding, unlike his own fluid style, which waited for opportunities to strike; she aimed to defeat with a single sword strike, to kill with one blow.
At this moment, Bai Yu realized that at some point the hand holding the iron sword had begun to tremble slightly. Looking up at the sky, it was already midday.
Unknowingly, the two had crossed swords for nearly two hours, no wonder he felt exhausted.
