Lu Chen's first sword had been purely a matter of courtesy. He had used only the essence of "weight," wielding a light sword with the force of a heavy one, to make Grandmaster Dingyi sharpen her focus and not underestimate him.
Now the real exchange began. Though he had held back considerably in both inner strength and technique, the moment those freely unleashed, unconstrained sword moves came forth, Dingjing and Dingxian, watching from the sidelines, both changed expression slightly, their gazes gradually turning grave.
As veteran figures of the Martial Arts World who had been famous for many years and seen all manner of martial arts, they were not only highly skilled but also exceptionally discerning. With most martial arts, a few moves were enough for them to identify their origin.
Yet they simply could not tell which school or sect Lu Chen's swordplay belonged to.
Generally speaking, every sect's swordplay had its own distinctive style.
Songshan Sect swordplay emphasized fierce strength and ruthless sharpness; Hengshan Sect swordplay emphasized yielding softness and seamless fluidity; Huashan Sect swordplay emphasized grandeur and perilous steepness; Taishan Sect swordplay emphasized majestic force; Hengshan Sword Sect swordplay emphasized the interplay of solid and feint...
Although no set of swordplay could possess only one style, there was always a dominant style, with the others serving as supplementary variations.
But Lu Chen's swordplay—fierce and sharp, soft and lingering, swift and elegant, mighty and weighty, ever-shifting between solid and feint—wielded all manner of styles at will. It was impossible to tell which style was its foundation.
If an ordinary person used a sword like this, they would be dismissed as a mishmash of nonsense.
Yet when Lu Chen wielded his sword, every style blended together as though formed by heaven itself.
Within a single move, the first half