On the Martial Arts Arena, a piercingly cold wind blew.
Su Yu flicked his wrist, and a handful of Flying Locust Stones scattered like a sudden downpour, covering a thirty-foot radius in front of him.
"Sudden Thunder-flash!"
In the next instant, his figure blurred into motion.
The green bricks beneath his feet shattered as Su Yu transformed into a distorted afterimage, charging into the shower of stones at a terrifying speed that seemed to strike before he even moved.
CLANG!
Mo Yuan was unsheathed!
The Qi and Blood in Su Yu's body surged and reversed as he changed direction in mid-air without warning, his movements like leaping bolts of lightning. Mo Yuan in his hand followed suit, unleashing a flurry of lightning-fast slashes.
TING, TING, TING-TING...
After a rapid series of crisp impacts, Su Yu sheathed his saber and stood still.
