Yang Dao is an orphan. He does not speak much. He is so introverted that if not for his grades no one would have even known about him. One day it all changed. A red helicopter landed in front of him and a black-haired beauty walked up to him. She spoke in a joyful and emotional voice, "Young Master, this servant finally found you." ... Follow Yang Dao, a boy blessed by the heavens. A guy who was given four familiar spirits by the heavens. DISCLAIMER: THE COVER IMAGE DOES NOT BELONG TO ME.
Yang Dao was unaware of everyone outside, inside the trail tower, he was fighting with no hold bars. His cultivation was sealed, and to play fair, the boy had deliberately not used his elemental source energy.
The nature of the two things was different. Source energy of elements is just elemental attributed spirit energy. While the spiritual energy had no attribute. The trial tower did not seal the attributed energy. Yang Dao used his skills with the sword. It was not that he was perfect, but the guy had been learning every mistake that he would make in his moves as he fought.
If the chances of error were that he would make a mistake every five moves earlier, buy the time he had come to the seventh floor, it was one minor mistake in every ten moves. Most of the time, he would finalize the battle in just one attack, however, as he climbed high the competition sparked up and the rivals became stronger ones.