When the deep green arc of light appeared, many people at the main peak had their swords violently trembling within their scabbards. The clinking sound was uniform, shaking people's souls.
Sword Qi, not only contains the wielder's internal power, but also a certain understanding of swordsmanship that can only be comprehended, not spoken.
Therefore, when Sword Qi emerged, within a certain range, any swordsman who is not as proficient would find their swords resonating, as an indication of submission and resonance.
"How could it be? He has comprehended genuine Sword Qi?"
"If I'm not mistaken, he's the first swordsman to use Sword Qi in recent tournaments."
"This man has managed to hide his strength well."
Many geniuses were shocked. As for those wielding swords, they were dumbstruck. Feeling a vague reverence for Shi Xiaole.
This was an oppression of will, the reverence of sword-bearers towards true swordsmen.
"To lose to a true swordsman, I have no complaints."