The sound of clashing blades rang out endlessly in the training field.
Sword Saint Puki stood in the center of the arena, several tentacles coiled around swords whipping out afterimages, countless slashes roaring toward Shi Wu in a storm.
Shi Wu kept circling around Sword Saint Puki, his dual swords blocking every slash, yet he always maintained a distance of twenty steps.
This was the range of Sword Saint Puki's tentacles.
At this extreme distance, he could still barely block the four swords coming from the front.
Once he went in deeper, Sword Saint Puki's attacks would no longer be limited to the front, but come from all directions; in their previous spars he had fallen for this several times.
However, after so many bouts, Shi Wu had finally found the weakness of Puki's body!
