When Da Zhe stepped out of the Light Gate, the first thing he saw was Musashi swinging the sword in his hand—with his shirt off.
Some people's strength wasn't innate—for some reason, that sentence suddenly popped into Da Zhe's mind... He said nothing, merely watching Musashi's sword movements in silence while comparing them to his own usual training.
In fact, Da Zhe had once been an ordinary person who knew nothing about swordsmanship. When he had first obtained the Zhan Lu Sword, he had even felt that the thing wasn't as easy to wield as a watermelon knife.
Yes, an ordinary watermelon knife. Hold it in your hand, wrap the handle and your palm tightly together with a bandage, and hacking people with it would be incredibly satisfying. You also wouldn't have to worry about throwing it away... So he really knew nothing about swordsmanship.
The reason he could use a sword now was mostly because, after gripping the Zhan Lu Sword, he had naturally learned how to use it—it seemed to be information transmitted by the Zhan Lu Sword.
Musashi's sword movements and the feeling he gave off were vastly different from the way Da Zhe had used the Zhan Lu Sword in fights over the past few days. Da Zhe couldn't understand the principles behind them, but in many places, he felt as if a sudden light had dawned on him... Strangely, however, Musashi was clearly only performing the most ordinary sword swings.
Da Zhe thought carefully but still couldn't figure out where this sudden insight had come from. In the end, he could only attribute it to the beam of light Black Soul Fuxi had sent down onto his head.
Emmm... Had it actually given him an Intelligence UP buff?
"Oh... Da Zhe." Musashi was ultimately a