"ROAR!"
A low howl emanated from beneath the Wolf Head Mask.
Seeing this, Ya Lie's eyes lit up with excitement. "A Fixed Form?"
SWISH!
He gripped his Katana with both hands, adopting a slight stance. "I have one too!"
In an instant, his feet crossed at a bizarre, high-speed frequency, gliding forward to appear right in front of Feng Yin!
It was a strike combining a sudden sliding dash with a high-speed Thrust.
Ancient Yin Secret Sword: Flashing Radiance!
The chilling Blade gleamed, drawing a streak of cold starlight even in the lightless night.
Feng Yin stared intently at Ya Lie's Katana tip, which was as fast as a shooting star.
His heart hammered like a rapid drumbeat, the blood coursing through his veins at high speed, granting him enhanced physical capabilities.
In the next second, he steeled his resolve and simultaneously raised his sword for a fierce forward Thrust.
