"It looked like she was guiding Yanqing, or she wouldn't have held back!"
"Even if she was guiding him, Yanqing still had to take it at full strength. Otherwise, she probably really would've cut him down!"
"It was basically Yanqing using his Ultimate to block Jingliu's normal attack!"
"But Yanqing's still young. The fact that he could take that sword strike at all is already insane!"
"Jing Yuan: My disciple Yanqing has the makings of a Sword Champion!"
Jingliu's single sword strike left the audience utterly stunned. Even Sushang, watching from the livestream, secretly frowned at the sight of it.
If she had faced that move herself, she probably would have been in grave danger.
Yet that young guard at the general's side had blocked it at the cost of nothing more than exhaustion. What a monster!
Then she looked at herself. Ever since coming to the Luofu, she had started slacking off, going to listen to storytellers every day.
Sushang, Sushang, how could you be so lazy!
Starting tomorrow, she would begin disciplining herself!
After a round of inner struggle, Sushang set her self-improvement plan for tomorrow. As for today... tomorrow, definitely!
As for Jing Yuan, Jingliu's sword strike had truly made him break into a cold sweat.
"Master's way of teaching is still the same as before."
"General, did you often have to take Ancestral Master's sword strikes too?"
Hearing that, Jing Yuan began recalling the days when Jingliu had taught him. Back then, the injuries on his body had never stopped piling up.
Then he looked at Yanqing now, unharmed after receiving that sword technique.
A faint smile curved Jing Yuan's lips.
His master was probably quite satisfied with Yanqing, her grand-disciple, too.
Back to the story.
After Yanqing took the strike, Jingliu vanished from where she