The myna bird was now praising Fang Chen without holding anything back.
Fang Chen smiled faintly and said nothing more.
The myna bird went on, "By the way, Fang Chen, you only just created that ultimate move. It doesn't have a name yet, does it?"
Fang Chen nodded. "That's right!"
The myna bird grinned. "Then shouldn't you give it one?"
Fang Chen nodded slightly. "I should."
After thinking for a moment, Fang Chen said, "I'll call it One Sword Samsara!"
"One Sword Samsara?"
The myna bird paused, then its eyes lit up. "Not bad!"
Fire Glazed Saint looked at Fang Chen and said, "You've only just grasped One Sword Samsara, so you're not yet proficient with it. Keep practicing. Once you've got the hang of it, I'll be your opponent."
"All right!"
Fang Chen nodded and resumed practicing his swordsmanship.
Fire Glazed Saint and the myna bird watched from the side. They could see how quickly Fang Chen was improving.
An hour later, Fang Chen had mastered One Sword Samsara, but he still had no idea how powerful it truly was.
Seeing this, Fire Glazed Saint knew it was time for him to step in.
He extended a hand, and the Fire Glazed Sword appeared in it. Nine Saint Seals then appeared behind him.
Fang Chen did not dare take him lightly. He immediately released his own Saint Seals. Seven floated behind him, forming a circle that slowly revolved.
"Heavens! Junior Uncle-Master's Cultivation has actually reached the Seven-Tribulation Saint realm!"
The Glazed Sword Sect Disciples watching from afar were stunned by the sight.
They were around Fang Chen's age, yet his Cultivation had left theirs far behind.
They had overtaken him once along the way, but that advantage had vanished like smoke in no time.
"Is Senior Huo Li going