Chi chi chi chi...
One strand after another of Sword Qi seemed to arise out of the void itself, dragging trails of dazzling sword light as they poured madly toward Su Rui from all directions.
Su Rui didn't dare be careless. Her expression grew as heavy as water; she sat down cross-legged, circulated her Yuan Qi, took her twin sabers as instruments, and began to play.
Ming...
As the rising and falling, razor-sharp melody echoed, a momentum of clashing metal and warhorses spread out. The Yuan Qi impact shaped by the sound transformed into a tide of charging troops, surging forth to meet and cut down the incoming Sword Qi.
Ye Siyi's attacks were wild and unrestrained, leaving no gap anywhere.
Su Rui's Sound Skill, by contrast, stabilized the four directions, not leaving the slightest opening.
