Chapter Seventy

She had a lot of memories of her battles.

From the first time when he fought the rank 1 Four-eyes wolves to her recent fight in the arena, her combat style has always focused on two qualities: speed and sharpness.

She tried to imprint her meaning of sharpness on the dark lake, concentrating on the memories where she killed her enemies in one blow.

The refinement process took a long time.

She had to first synchronize her mental energy with her idea of sharpness and then mix more mental energy in the dark lake to align the nature of the "Breath" with the one that she had set.

Another week passed, with Ivor calmly standing right next to her, waiting for the results of her refinement.

On the night of the seventh day, Sara opened her eyes and stretched and her arms in front of her.

Over her palm, a blue liquid floated peacefully.

Every drop in the small pond resembled a small blade and a faint sense of sharpness was exuded from it.

Ivor immediately neared the liquid and carefully inspected