Zhao Rong laughed, glanced at the longsword, and with a flick of his hand, produced a sword flourish.
He had already looked over the sword manual, which contained nine forms and fairly simple techniques for channeling energy through the hands.
Firstly, with Mo Da's careful guidance; secondly, through diligent study and practice; and thirdly, because of his extraordinary talent and the treasured pendant.
Zhao Rong had studied more and more swordsmanship techniques and was no longer the novice he had been at the escort agency, where he had been still pondering over basic sword moves.
At that moment, he circulated his energy through the sword and executed the Crane Sword technique in its entirety.
Only, his sword moves were faster.
And they also carried a very strange charm!
Just like the feeling when he had first thrust forward with Mo Da's erhu-fitted sword.