351 Spar With The Princess [2]

One moment she was calmly standing a dozen meters away from me, the next she was already there, her sword moving in a blur as her blade neared my temple.

Yes, Trish moved fast… but not nearly fast enough. Compared to Leo and Nero, she was a turtle.

My eyes were easily able to track her as she delivered her downward cut. Not only had I expected such a display of speed, but I was also prepared for this attack.

Quickly sidestepping, I raised my tang dao to intercept Trish's blade.

Our blades clashed and bit into each other, connected into a bind as both of us refused to back down… or so I thought.

Apparently, Trish had led me into a trap – something that was hard for me to believe.

Instead of trying to push her way through my blade with brute force, Trish twirled her sword and delivered a slash over my blade!

Swoosh—!!

"Fuck!" I cursed as I hopped a step back to safety, barely avoiding Trish's slash that was about to cut down my eye.