Each slash condensed his mind and spirit, drawing out the profound mysteries of the Law hidden deep within his saber techniques.
HUMMM!
The blade cut through the air, at times becoming a silver thread that tore through the void.
One moment heavy as a mountain, the next exploding with light, then flowing with a seamless momentum.
But most often, he practiced "Instant Flash"—a technique so fast it surpassed the limits of thought.
The blade's gleam appeared and vanished in an instant, like a true beam of light.
It left behind fleeting trails of light in the void, faintly touching the very edge of time's flow.
His movements were concise, precise, and brimming with a sense of power.
The blade's light clashed against the incredibly hard black rock of the Trial Star, sending sparks flying and leaving behind gashes of varying depths.
The gashes then slowly mended themselves under the Trial Star's strange self-repairing ability.
