Within the courtyard.
As night fell, the bright moon gradually rose high into the sky, while Jiang Ning immersed himself in the exhilaration of sword practice.
With each repetition of the sword technique, its progress increased noticeably, and his insights into the technique deepened as well.
This unceasing growth and constant harvest always left him utterly intoxicated, filling him with ever-greater motivation.
While practicing the sword at home, he also continued attempting to control the energy gathered around his body.
In his view, allowing that energy to pour out like a mountain flood was far too crude.
If he could restrain it and condense it into a single point, the killing power of that final sword strike would rise exponentially.
Moreover, this way, practicing the sword technique would no longer create a disturbance like a mountain flood erupting every time.
As he tried again and again, his control over that energy grew increasingly skillful.
Though he still could not condense the energy into one point and unleash it, he had managed to suppress its might considerably.
When the torrent erupted, it sounded only like the roar of thunder.
Late at night, the bright moon hung high.
Jiang Ning slashed with the long sword in his hand. The air currents around him surged into the sky like a torrent, resembling a peal of thunder resounding through the night.
Then, he sheathed his sword and stood still.
[Skills]: Twofold Yin-Yang Sword (Fourth Limit Break 2033/5000) (Traits: Harmonious Blend of Hardness and Softness (light green) defensive guard (light blue) Graceful as a Startled Swan (light green)
His gaze swept over the Panel before he looked once more at the night sky overhead.
The stars shone brightly, and the moonlight was brilliant.
At that moment, the bright moon hung directly overhead and