"Pardon me, it seems like I have acted inappropriately…" With a smile, Jian Qinsheng swiftly regained his composure as he looked at Zhang Xuan with a satisfied look. "The swordsmanship you executed previously is also the Flowing Water Swordsmanship, right?"
Hearing that name, Zhang Xuan was startled. He shook his head and replied, "Flowing Water Swordsmanship? What's that?"
"You have never heard of it before?" Jian Qinsheng frowned. "The swordsmanship that you practice was created by my ancestor, the Third Sanctum Head, Jian Liushui, and it has been passed down for many generations before coming down to me. It is also practiced by many other sword practitioners in the Sanctum of Sages. The swordsmanship that you executed earlier, be it in terms of Sword Intent or maneuvers, bears a close resemblance to it. It should be the Flowing Water Swordsmanship."
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