Great Completion

Li Yao charged toward Xiang Yu, her perfect-level movement technique propelling her with breathtaking speed. Her sword arced downward in a gleaming silver blur, sunlight dancing along its edge. To her surprise, Xiang Yu blocked the strike with remarkable ease, his knife intercepting her blade with precision timing.

In the same fluid motion, he countered, his other fist shooting toward her lower abdomen—not with the hesitation that once characterized his movements, but with deadly intent. Li Yao's eyes widened as she instinctively leaped backward. Though his fist hadn't connected, she felt the rush of displaced air against her robes, the power behind the strike sending tremors up her sword arm through their connected blades.