Clang, clang, clang! Sword strikes filled with killing intent flashed sharply, aiming for each other's vital points. It was a suffocatingly close fight—if either showed even the slightest opening, their head would fly off and their body would be slashed to pieces.
If they had been ordinary masters, the victor would have been decided long ago, but the Fiend Butcher and Gyeong-jin had both learned the martial arts of the Emei Sect. They saw through each other's movements perfectly, so even after dashing out of the alley and reaching the outskirts of town, the bout remained undecided.
Clang!
Shaking off the relentless flurry of attacks closing in without mercy, the Fiend Butcher leaped from the rooftop down into the alley. Desperate not to lose the narrow advantage she had barely seized, Gyeong-jin chased after her with all her might.
She unleashed a secret art that curved in from a blind angle at the Fiend Butcher as she turned around. This is where our ill-fated tie ends. Let's finish it here...
With a grudge-laden killing intent, Gyeong-jin launched her decisive move, but the Fiend Butcher reversed her blade and blocked it diagonally.
Clang!