Pei Ye performed a sword salute, took three steps back, and started with the Open door sword, attacking the woman.
Precise and careful, followed by the Willow Assisting Sword, Jade Sword, Avalanche...
The woman was like a soft mirror.
She sometimes stood still, sometimes circled around him. When the next sword was the Assault Sword, she was in the most suitable position to counter it. When the next sword was the Defensive Sword or Breaking Sword, she would present a perfectly fitting sword technique.
She did not reflect the boy's figure, but she precisely mirrored the boy's sword path. Every sword he executed was perfectly received or enveloped.
Pei Ye had rarely used a round of swords so smoothly, not invigoratingly, but refreshingly soothing. When he finished performing the Six Spring Swords, Pei Ye withdrew and sheathed his sword. Ming Qi Tian still quietly watched him, like a teacher holding a pointer.
"How is it, Miss Ming?"
