Tassels were constantly being produced, and then swiftly shattered. Lin Fei's longsword was almost too fast to track, its trajectory nearly invisible, along with his arm, leaving only a blur of illusory afterimages as he tirelessly parried the incoming blade edges.
"It's over," Inokawa Toshizo instantly swept his katana across, silver light transforming into a silvery streak landing on Lin Fei's longsword.
Clang!!
A figure was suddenly sent flying, crashing harshly against the wall behind, completely collapsing it. The building behind also revealed countless cracks.
"Cough..." A mouthful of fresh blood was coughed up from Lin Fei's mouth.
He still hadn't removed his disguise, but even with the C-level strength he was currently exhibiting, he was still no match for his opponent. Thus, even if he used his full form, it would likely be very difficult to defeat his adversary. For a moment, the idea of retreat started to take root in his mind.