"Edward, how do you feel?" Asked Jing Yun, whose voice was febrile, while looking at Edward who was still standing on his feet but no longer moving, not even a sign of breathe could be seen.

Jing Yun's voice dropped in intensity. Qing Yi and Han Man were also very nervous to see Edward like that. They had seldom been that nervous.

Finally, Edward moved. He slowly turned around. His eyes were sparkling and he was grinning wholeheartedly.

"I'm fine" said Edward spreading his arms out in a stretching motion.

He remembered the instant he had attacked. Sword unsheathing, it had looked a silver firefly streaking across the sky.

It was lightening fast with such unbelievable power.

One of the prerequisites of the sword unsheathing skill was, of course, to be faster than the opponent.