Zhu Long's Battle

Within Zhu Long's Spirit world.

"Ha! Ha! Ha!" Chun Tao grunted. She looked bruised and hurt. Her beautiful face was filled with a tired yet a very focused and determined expression. She held a sword, the same sword given to her by Zhu Long to fight the imps. 

"Last 2!" Old Yang's deep and scary voice filled her surroundings, which just made Chun Tao tense up even more than before. She was in a dark cave and was waiting for the last two imps to she themselves.

'This time, I will have to kill them all. I will finish my test!' Chun Tao's eyes looked determined, she was filled with energy, just ready to burst. 

Unlike the last time Chun Tao fought with the imps, she had conserved her energy and balance her attack with defence. She also had improved her sword handling, and with the help of Zhu Long, she had learnt the basics of the Lotus Sword arts, manipulating it into her own style.

Swoosh!