Watching the swords cross, Aning slowly withdrew her long sword, frowning slightly as she stared at an imperceptible nick on the blade. This sword was still somewhat lacking. She wiped away the residual blood and sheathed it.
"Aning, are you alright?" Wu Xie ran over, letting out a breath of relief as he looked at the severed snake pieces floating on the water's surface.
"Damn, that was cool," Fatty said, feeling more than a bit envious. When the weapons clashed in mid-air, he felt as though the sparks had flashed right in his eyes.
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