"Jing Feng, we should take a break," Yang Wei shouted as he blocked another strike from Elder Jing.
CLANK!
The sword collided and without any surprises, Yang Wei was once again pushed back.
Sweats had already been trickling down his entire body whereas Elder Jing remained completely clean, almost like she didn't do any sparring at all.
"You gave up this easily?" Elder Jing teased as she stayed in her position.
Her Jadeite sword was blinking brightly and trembled slightly from Elder Jing's hand, almost like it wasn't ready to be sheathed.
Meanwhile, Yang Wei smiled bitterly at Elder Jing's eagerness in destroying him completely.
'We have been doing nothing but sparring for 3 whole days and I can't even rest properly.' Yang Wei cried inwardly as he wondered what got into Elder Jing.