Zhao Qingrong's figure flitted at an impossible speed, leaving afterimages in her wake. She reached the Heavy Blade Warriors. Her blade clashed with theirs.
She turned slightly and slashed with her saber. The blade of the Heavy Blade Warrior was just inches away from her face. However, it was enough for her. She stomped her feet and a powerful force erupted. Her speed increased.
A white light flashed. The next moment, a long gash appeared on a Heavy Blade Warrior's thigh. Although it was a remarkable achievement, it was barely enough to slow down the creature. The Heavy Blade Warriors were metal puppets. They had no emotions. They didn't get tired or scared. They just kept moving forward to attack and kill the enemy.