"How powerful! How could his attainments in the sword be so formidable?"
"Heavens, am I feeling this right? I feel as though heaven and earth themselves are weeping beneath this sword strike!"
"Isn't Ye Xiwen a saber wielder? I've never seen him use a sword before. How could he be so fearsome with a sword as well?"
At this moment, the human experts from the Yunxing Sea Territory stared blankly at Ye Xiwen in the sky, as though the Sword God had been reborn. In their minds, Ye Xiwen should have been a saber wielder. Why was he now reigning supreme through the sword instead?
"That's not right. I've seen him use fist techniques before. They were equally unmatched in their fierceness, not inferior to his swordsmanship in the slightest!" someone said.
Everyone immediately sucked in a breath of cold air. Ordinarily, whether it was the path of the sword, the saber, or the fist, mastering any one of them to the utmost was already incomparably formidable. Yet precisely because every path was broad and profound, no one could be proficient in several martial paths at once. Otherwise, they would only end up knowing everything but excelling at nothing.
Yet every one of his skills was enough to dominate all experts of the same realm. That was what was truly terrifying.
They did not know that Ye Xiwen possessed the mysterious space, so there was no need for him to specialize in anything at all. As long as he had sufficient spiritual energy, his cultivation would never cease, nor would it be constrained in any way. This was his greatest reliance on the road to the pinnacle of martial arts.
Before this sword had even thrust out, boundless pressure already came crushing down. If it had been someone fainthearted, they