In that split second, Zhou Yuanjue's thoughts blurred and froze. His vision swam for an instant, and somehow, Beichuan Xuanxin was already standing before him, just inches away.
It was as if his opponent had used Instant Teleportation, or perhaps, as if he had severed the very "time" it took to cross that distance.
'My sword... can sever time...'
At that moment, the words Beichuan Xuanxin had spoken earlier flashed through his mind.
'Could his ability really affect time?'
'No, an ability like that would completely defy all logic. If his opponent's power had reached that level, he must have already broken through the shackles binding a mere lifeform of Earth.'
However, reality afforded him no more time to think. In that brief moment of hesitation, he had already fallen a step behind his opponent.
And when facing the Iaido of Tianhe Country, being even a split second too slow meant the difference between life and death.
SWOOSH!!!
