Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
In the battle occurring amidst the clouds, each of Tien Kute's tentacles seemed to possess independent consciousness, as if they were a harmonious ensemble of a dozen Weapon Masters simultaneously attacking the lone sword-wielding "Rose Sword Saint."
The "Rose Sword Saint" lived up to their title, facing the tentacle assault with calm composure, transforming the sky into their stage, constantly flitting and striking, and from the perspective of a Sea Bird, severed tentacles could occasionally be seen falling from the sky.
There was no imagined world-shattering grandeur, only swordsmanship and martial arts honed through countless trials.
In fact, at their level, they had long understood that scattered power in group attacks couldn't kill strong individuals of the same level. Gathering power entirely and reverting to basic, unadorned moves were key to victory!
