In the blink of an eye, the great hammer became twin blades. Though their appearance was pitted and ugly, riddled with dents, one could tell their quality the moment they were held.
The two sabers had well-balanced centers of gravity, broad and weighty spines, and edges that seemed to have been honed and polished countless times.
With a casual press and squeeze from the tiger corpse, the transformed twin blades surpassed even the finest craftsmen in the world by a horse's length.
The ingenuity and control behind that application of force were even more terrifying than the strength to knead divine weapons like rubber.
"Mountain Lord, amazing!"
Zhou You weighed the twin blades twice, said nothing further, stepped forward, and chopped.
This strike made everyone's eyes light up, as though a bolt from heaven had split open a world shrouded in primal chaos, cleaving through the mist and murk.
"Incredible. Zhou You's saber art has already broken free of Dayin Mountain's confines and formed a style of its own!"
Among the observing Strong Martial experts were those with discerning eyes. At a glance, they saw that the conception behind this saber technique was extraordinarily lofty, far from ordinary.
The saber style from the Thirteen Forms of the Martial Sage brightened everyone's eyes and slightly surprised the tiger corpse as well.
It leaped and pounced fiercely. Tiger baleful intent gathered wind and clouds around its body, instantly wrapping the saber light and wearing it down without end. The collisions rang out like a bell being struck.
Tiger claws fell one after another like meteors descending from the heavens, now and then accompanied by bites as sharp as blades, tearing and destroying...
Zhou You's twin blades rang and clanged. Though he defended well enough, the overwhelming attacks rode the tiger baleful intent