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Ding! Ding!
Two sharp metallic sounds rang out in quick succession. They were almost indistinguishable unless one listened closely. Once again, the figures clashed and separated instantly.
Swish.
Half of Yan Chiyu's sleeve fluttered away like butterflies, her snow-white arm revealing a thin red line of blood. She had been injured.
Opposite her, Mizutani Hikaru casually held both her swords, her posture still relaxed and full of apparent openings, with no discernible battle stance.
"You're bleeding," Mizutani Hikaru remarked with a smile. "But forcing me to draw my second sword is already impressive, Yan. You have no reason to feel inferior."
Yan Chiyu remained silent. Her elegant, determined face was as cold as ice.
Zheng!
She tapped her sword lightly and sword energy burst forth. She struck again, sending sword light...
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