"A tree branch?" The Swordsman looked at Zhang Menglong with an incredulous expression.
Though the trees planted here are more robust than ordinary steel, a branch is still just a branch and would break like tofu in front of a true Divine Weapon. Zhang Menglong actually wants to spar with him using a branch, clearly showing disdain.
"Gu Xiao is going to spar with that brat."
"He actually broke off a tree branch? My heavens, has he gone mad?"
"That Sword Spirit has already merged with that Divine Weapon, a weapon that is the dream of ordinary Dao Realm warriors."
"I think it's a strategy, making the Sword Spirit lower its guard before striking. But he's underestimating the Sword Spirit too much."
"Indeed, though he appears childlike, his intelligence and understanding of Swordsmanship are not weaker than the owner of Sword God Manor at that time. Even without Energy, just by Sword Intent and Sword Moves alone, he won't lose."
