With a single strike, Divine Wind had already sheathed his blade. He stood on the surface of the sea, seeming as if only the sword and man were left between heaven and earth.
The water waves dispersed, splashing onto Senior Sister Lan's face. She was drenched all at once, becoming a veritable drowned rat.
Lan staggered, like a butterfly with broken wings, falling from the sky.
"I lost," Lan, though defeated, wasn't upset—she was truly convinced by her loss today.
"Miss Lan, I accept your concession," Divine Wind nodded. Today's duel with Lan had its benefits for him as well.
"Is it over already? Divine Wind, what happened with your final move?" Yun Sheng watched, longing for more, glancing between Lan and Divine Wind.
Lan's magic fusion had some similarities with Yun Sheng's Secret Thunder Vortex, but Divine Wind's final move, the Hurricane Blade, was clearly not magic.
