Gu Ran gripped a Thunder Whip in each hand, making her look like a fierce correctional officer. The whips lashed through the air with a menacing hiss, unleashing a storm of whip shadows on her opponent.
The disciple from the Six Suns Scholar Academy swung his sword like a madman, desperately trying to parry.
But the arcs of electricity always danced past his blade and struck home. He suffered under the onslaught, numbed and wracked with pain.
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