In the courtyard, the moonlight lingered, though it was no longer as bright as before. Beneath that pale light, Jifeng leaped high into the air. Yet, instead of striking Jian Xin immediately, he executed a backflip in midair and landed precisely where he had started.
"What kind of trick is this?"
Frowning, Jifeng crossed his arms and rubbed his hands together, producing a harsh, grating sound. He gazed at his opponent with a playful expression, though his entire demeanor had shifted in an instant. Besides, why was she holding her sword in that peculiar stance?
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