The risk of them hurting one another is low. Zichen can read Xue Yang's moves - just as his A-Yang can read his - so it ends up being a violent dance. That laughter echoes in his ears and he twists to block his mate, using the flat edge of Fuxue. He can hear the swords ringing too, conversing in their own way.

"I'm ready."

The faster strikes are harder to deflect and he is panting, ducking under Jiangzai to give himself some breathing room. His A-Yang has become quite an opponent!