With one sword—just one sword—Russell conquered Gelongtan.
As the second son of a High Noble, fourteen-year-old Gelongtan was not inexperienced. At the very least, his father and elder brother were both Phantom Beast Knights of considerable strength.
But what he felt from his father and brother was the suppression of sheer power, an absolute gap in strength. Like the suppression of an adult over a child, it had nothing to do with skill—only the difference in muscle and size.
But Russell's sword showed him something different. It was not overwhelming force, but dazzling technique.
He was still young and could not put the feeling into words, but he was deeply shaken.
"Is this the way of the sword?" Gelongtan asked involuntarily.
No one answered him.
After thrusting out that sword, Russell launched into an unbroken sequence of sword techniques. By now, his mastery of the Radiant Sword Technique had reached another level. With every casual movement came all manner of lethal killing intent.
He deliberately targeted Gelongtan, directing all that killing intent toward him so that Gelongtan could experience the sword technique firsthand.
One round of the Radiant Sword Technique came to an end.
Gelongtan nearly collapsed to the ground. Locked onto by such powerful killing intent, he was drenched in sweat despite the warming weather.
"Is this swordsmanship, Brother Russell?" he asked, gasping with difficulty.
"This is nothing. That was only One Sword Style with a single sword." Russell smiled faintly and used Battle Qi Sword Control to draw another refined steel longsword from the weapon rack. "Now, let me show you Dual Sword Style!"
Clang!
The blades tore through the air, sword radiance crisscrossing everywhere.
Russell held a sword in each hand and began to wield an even more powerful and sharp sword technique. The Sword Butterfly Amber