"My lord, I have arduously cultivated the Sword Dao for forty years, and I wish to give it a try." A foreigner on the mountaintop came forward to Ding Shengyu and cupped his hands.
Ding Shengyu merely gave him a slight glance.
The next moment, the foreign martial artist suddenly felt his inner Qi go out of control, surging within his body.
Immediately, the Sword Intent around him seemed to be released as if triggered.
This process lasted for less than two breaths before it stopped.
"What happened to me..." The foreign martial artist was astonished by his recent state, unaware of what means the person in front of him used to make him feel out of control.
"Your Sword Dao aptitude is mediocre, Qi Refining cultivation is inadequate, you cannot enter our Spirit Sword Mountain." In just a brief moment, Ding Shengyu seemed to have seen through everything about the foreign martial artist in front of him, speaking bluntly.
