Chapter 57: Comprehending the Sword
The four sides of Tingfeng Terrace were suspended in the air, supported only by thick Nanmu beams, exhibiting remarkable craftsmanship.
On the terrace hung plum blossom stakes, sandbags, wooden dummies, and other equipment. On normal days, many came here to practice swordsmanship, Inner Strength, and Qinggong, but they were mostly disciples of the Sect Leader or those from Lu Lianrong's lineage, while Third Master's disciples mostly stayed at the Liu residence.
Mo Da, rarely in the mood, joined Zhao Rong after leaving Cloud Mist Hall and went to Tingfeng Terrace to practice their swordplay.
Mo Da picked disciples from both the inner and outer gates to instruct in swordsmanship. The slight smile on the old man's face disappeared in the blink of an eye as though it were goose down in the wind.
"You've trained among the Seventy-two Peaks yet achieve such a form? Flimsy and weak, like a seamstress."