บท 33: Fighting A Mountain

No sooner had the cloud of spores enveloped the towering figure of Fenglun than Su Xiang unleashed a pair of Flying Crescents. Both were weak compared to what she was capable of but the important thing right now was to learn just how wide the gap in strength between her and the giant of a man truly was. Much as she expected, it took very little movement from Fenglun to block both arcs of sword energy with his thick iron staff but the movement it did require gave her a glimpse at how quickly the man could move his heavy weapon.

Too quickly. The burly man handled the thick iron staff like it was made of bamboo despite the weapon's tremendous size and weight. In a contest of speed, Su Xiang still had an edge but her margin of superiority was very, very thin.