Shi Feiyang's eyes flashed with a hint of determination, and he roared, "No more words need to be said, today you must speak!" His voice resonated like a tolling bell, echoing through the passage, making one's eardrums throb in pain. With that, he brandished the Myanmar Saber and launched an attack on the leader in black.
The saber gleamed and the cold air spread out; each swing carried immense power and anger, with the saber wind howling, "whoosh, whoosh." In his heart, there was only one belief: to uncover the truth and stop the impending disaster.
The Myanmar Saber carried the chill of the Bright Jade Technique, with a thin layer of frost forming around the blade. Wherever it reached, the air froze, making a subtle "swoosh" sound, creating a blanket of white mist, as if standing in a world of ice and snow.
The leader in black was not one to be outdone; with a "swish," he drew out his large saber, the blade gleaming with cold light, and engaged in fierce combat with Shi Feiyang.
