Facing Ji Zimo's simplest attack, Miss also used the simplest move. Both sides abandoned their flashy techniques, returning to simplicity.
Thrusting the sword forward, swinging the sword horizontally, each move was very simple, so simple that even ordinary people like Xiao Manxuan and Yun Xiaotian could perform them.
But these seemingly unadorned sword moves, when executed by the two, held immense power. Each strike seemed to cut through time and space, visible ripples in the air.
Especially Ji Zimo, each sword strike carried incredible force. Miss had to take a step back each time she blocked, the difference in realms glaringly apparent.
Ji Zimo didn't pause, like a perpetual motion machine, each step forward was followed by a sword strike, like chopping wood, chop, chop, chop, like mowing wheat, cut, cut, cut.
