Xu Yan sheathed his sword, standing tall and proud.
Hu Shan's lips quivered, his face pale as a sheet, his eyes wide with disbelief.
This was his own original creation!
How could the other party have learned it on the spot and employed it better than he ever did, stronger too?
What kind of monster was this? With such a fiendish talent, who among the world's swordsmen could be his match?
Who could draw a sword against him?
Only if, by possessing a higher realm and crushing him with absolute power.
Otherwise, among those of the same realm, he was invincible!
No!
He could even fight across different realms of power!
At this moment, he had no choice but to believe that what Xu Yan had said was true; he had learned the swordsmanship on the spot and picked it at will for his use.
Xie Lingfeng felt utterly disheartened.
This battle had dealt him such a blow that he even began to doubt his life.
Doubts about his natural talent for the sword had begun to manifest!