Holding the Nether Fire Blade, Tuoba Rui was gasping for breath, his body drenched in sweat. He had never before experienced a clash of such intense spiritual concentration and power. Today had been utterly exhilarating.
Mu Chen was in a similar state, beads of sweat dotting his cheeks, but an excited smile played on his lips. "You too," he said, breathing lightly. "When it comes to Swordsmanship, you're the strongest person my age I've ever met."
"Is that so?" Tuoba Rui chuckled. "Then that is truly my honor. But I'm still a step behind you."
Mu Chen was slightly surprised. "What makes you say that?"
Tuoba Rui turned, strapping the Nether Fire Blade to his back. He chuckled. "From the beginning of the fight to the end, you never once used your left hand. Hmph. The next time we meet, I will definitely force you to go all out."
