The two had skirmished five hundred times on the Martial Arts Platform, each so familiar with the other that a single movement could prompt a guess at the next step.
But this time, Zhao Manying guessed wrong.
Her Flash Step surged forward, speed at least three times faster than in the virtual world, covering even more distance, the bright blade of the Jinghong Sword in her hand glowing with a cold light as it thrust directly at Ji Xinghuo's front.
This was her usual way of fighting, fierce and sharp, aiming to strike quickly.
Twenty meters disappeared in an instant.
