The battle began. Sun Ming knew he was no match, but he summoned his courage and unleashed everything he had learned, his offense proving surprisingly fierce.
Qin Rui wasn't in a rush to win. His Swordsmanship remained swift and precise, but he controlled his power and tempo, as if treating this duel like a training match.
Three minutes passed quickly amidst the intense exchange.
Though Sun Ming was constantly at a disadvantage, with several cuts on him from the sword's wind, his eyes only grew brighter.
He could feel the respect Qin Rui was showing him—a respect for his status as a Martial Artist.
Finally, Qin Rui seized an opening that wasn't truly an opening. With a flash of his sword, as swift as a fleeting shadow, he pierced through Sun Ming's defense, the tip of the blade coming to a gentle stop over his heart.
The burst of Qi and Blood was instantly retracted.
Sun Ming shuddered, feeling a faint numbness over his heart. He knew his opponent had held back.
