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Like the surging of ten thousand rivers, the battlefield turned into a domain of water.
Xu Yan's gaze sharpened as his vital energy circulated. He fiercely slapped out with his palm.
With the release of this palm strike, a howling sound accompanied the force, much like a dragon's roar.
For a moment, in the midst of the battlefield, the sound of the ten thousand rivers surged louder and louder. Eventually, it was as if a waterfall cascaded down with a deafening roar.
Hu Shan, who was watching the battle, had a serious expression. Shock flashed in his eyes as the Young Master was pushed to the utmost limits in using the Ten Thousand Rivers Swordsmanship!
Even in the Inner Domain, only those venerable old Grandmasters with renowned names could force the Young Master to the ultimate execution of the Ten Thousand Rivers Swordsmanship.
The strength of this youth was comparable to those elder Grandmaster powerhouses?