Zzzt!
Beautiful pupils shrunk instantly.
Chin lifted, neck retracted, to outsiders a princess of the nation ought to be a delicate lady with no strength, let alone wielding spears and swords, even larger motions could startle others pale.
But this simply did not apply in front of Liang Yu.
"Good timing."
She silently uttered in her heart.
Before she even finished thinking, a strong gust of wind came from the left, and the flying sword unsheathed, one left, one right, one up, one down, had she not reacted fast enough, that strike might have been fatal.
Her body swiftly retreated, the iron wire followed with a slight arc, hooking the flying sword sweeping from the left immediately, her robust wrist flexible as a snake, with a fierce shake.
"So fast, the sword!"
A chill on her shoulder.
The flying sword, with renewed acceleration, tore through her outer veil revealing her upper garment, as her eyes followed the flying sword passing by, but the next second.
Clang!
