Nameless Swordswoman in a Different Storyline

"Sigh. I must remain calm. Zha Feng would never design an unbeatable mission. There must be a way to pass this final boss…"

After dying another twenty times, Wu Shun almost sat cross-legged on the ground and crawled into his shell. He had not even touched a single thread on the boss' outfit. She moved and tumbled without a slightest flaw. At times, it seemed as if she was hit, only for onlookers to realize that it was merely her afterimage that had been struck.

This boss was incredible. Monster bosses lumbered about, flinging huge, massive skills in all directions, soaking up tonnes of damage. This boss fought with great skill and intelligence. She was almost unbeatable!

Wu Shun had just experienced the insult of being faceplanted by a more skillful opponent. He tried to match her tumble by tumble, he tried to snipe her from a distance, he tried to take it all in with all his potions. None of it worked!