"...This saber technique..."
After opening his eyes, Shen Lin frowned and muttered under his breath.
Judging by his appearance, it seemed this time he had not managed it as smoothly as before.
Yet for some reason, Guan Xuzi instead breathed a sigh of relief.
He seemed almost glad to witness Shen Lin's failure.
After all, Shen Lin's earlier performance had been far too astonishing.
Every saber manual Liang Feng had provided was enough to drive the Rogue Cultivators of the Chaos Sea wild with desire.
Some secret techniques passed down within minor clans might not even compare to those saber manuals.
Their power was immense, which naturally meant they were extremely difficult to comprehend.
Yet Shen Lin had previously been able to perform them at the Grandmaster Realm after seeing each one only once.
Guan Xuzi had actually sensed that something was wrong even then.
For a cultivator, having everything go smoothly without a hitch was not necessarily a good thing.
Suffering a failure or two from time to time could temper one's resolve and make one's Dao Heart tougher.
In Guan Xuzi's eyes, this scene was actually a good thing.
Just as he was wondering how to offer some words of comfort, Liang Feng, on the other end of the Spirit Talk Communicator, finally could not hold back any longer.
His spirits soared, and his face was full of smugness as he said, "How is it? Stumped, are you? This time, there's no way you could comprehend the entire thing on the spot."
"But you don't need to lose heart. After all, my saber technique is completely incomparable to the ones before."
Although Liang Feng's tone was cheerful, his words contained more pride than anything else, without the slightest hint of mockery or ridicule.
After all, in his view,