Evening.
Under the bright moonlight.
Two figures holding blunt knives, engaging swiftly.
Clang clang clang
The clash of weapons, making a clang clang clang sound.
Lin Zheyu's saber skill was average, relying on the Golden Swan Skill to circle around Han Mo.
While Han Mo stood his ground, his knife danced tightly, changing seamlessly with his movements.
In recent times, the world outside was becoming increasingly chaotic, prompting Lin Zheyu to harbor thoughts of learning blade skills.
Compared to fists and kicks, saber skills indeed have an advantage in killing enemies.
Under Han Mo's guidance and after more than ten days, his Six Harmonies Blade was looking well-practiced.
Clang!
Han Mo found a gap in Lin Zheyu's defense and swung a fierce strike, forcing Lin Zheyu to step back several paces.
"Senior Brother, you're amazing!"
Lin Zheyu praised.
