There was a saying: deep reserves led to sudden breakthroughs.
When a Mystic Warrior's accumulation reached a certain level, all it took was a spark to ignite a prairie fire and bring earth-shaking change.
Jian Chennan was in precisely such a situation. His years of accumulation had been enlightened at this moment, granting him a sudden realization that sent both his swordsmanship and Sword Dao soaring.
Fan Lang had merely given him the slightest bit of inspiration, but that tiny bit was already more than enough.
Azure Lotus Sword Song!
Jian Chennan's swordsmanship changed abruptly. He refined a sword art of his own creation into something even stronger, incorporating the essence of the three sword arts Fan Lang had used earlier.
Azure Sword Qi Lotuses bloomed one after another, surrounding Fan Lang's avatar. Their petals spun and danced, incomparably sharp.
This sword art bore some resemblance to the Buddhist Lotus Wrathful Strike that Fan Lang had often used in the past.
Jian Chennan let out a long howl, unleashing strength beyond his former limits. At last, he was able to counterattack, and his sword wounded Fan Lang's avatar. To him, this was already an extremely obvious improvement.
If Fan Lang was a great mountain, then Jian Chennan had climbed a little way up from its foot.
After twenty-seven exchanges, Fan Lang brought this sparring match to an end, controlling his avatar as it faced Jian Chennan in their final clash.
Their sword edges collided. First, a cluster of light appeared, then it burst into brilliant radiance, illuminating the surrounding cosmos and rivaling the sun and moon.
Fan Lang's avatar shattered, while Jian Chennan suffered some injuries as well.
Though blood flowed from his wounds, Jian Chennan wore a delighted expression and seemed overjoyed.
"Thank you, Alliance Leader, for granting me