I am pleased.
Very pleased, extremely pleased. The joy of a martial artist that subtly overwhelms the logic of ordinary people, setting aside all else. Whether good or evil, noble or lowly, power does not change. Just like Qin Ming said, to fight with the strong... is in itself an extremely delightful thing!
"Come at me, Rashamon! Let me show you what I'm really made of!"
"If you call me that disgusting nickname again, I will cut off your right arm!"
With rage and a resolution to win, with murderous intent and delight in the fight itself, Qin Qianbai and Budman leaped into action simultaneously. Energy was severely depleted; a frontal attack had to consider the Annihilation Cannon, so the first move should be a swift slash to seize the initiative...
"You're using... the Swift Slash!" Budman sneered.
"!"
Had he seen through it? No. The plunderer had made the exact same move as her, the rapid strike with his hand in place of a long sword... this is...!
