SHING! The Snow Monarch Blade was fully unsheathed, its body flashing with a cold, sharp glint under the gloomy sky.
Chen Chuan twirled the long blade, his steps steady as he walked forward.
Compared to two months ago, he had made more noticeable progress. In addition to beginning his Spiritual Power training, his all-important physical foundation had also improved significantly.
Furthermore, thanks to his time at the academy recently, he was able to spar with Hong Fu, which allowed the Power that had accumulated in his body to perfectly fuse with him.
Beyond all that, thanks to his continuous battles with strong opponents, the resonance between his Second Self and his own body had deepened, and he was gradually approaching the Third Limit.
At this moment, he was eager for a sufficiently powerful opponent, and this Duty Samurai was clearly a perfect fit.
