"Sword Qi like silk, Sword Sound like zither sound, Sword Intent transformed into music, this... this is already the peak and supreme realm in Sword Dao, a powerful technique belonging to the ancient Sword Immortals from mythical legends! Wu Ming, I didn't expect you to have reached such cultivation?"
Po Jun stared in amazement at Wu Ming, who drew erhu sounds out of thin air with Sword Qi and Sword Intent. His heart was already surging with a stormy wave, his spirit shaken, goosebumps rising all over his body, with a feeling of scalp tingling and a mountain standing in awe.
Even with his pride, at this moment he couldn't help but feel defeat, inferiority, and despondency.
Sword Qi is inherently fierce;
Sword Sound can pierce gold and crack stones;
Sword Intent can easily terrify and tear apart one's spirit.
Ordinary swordsmen practice their Swordsmanship to the extreme, pursuing the ultimate in fierce killing.
