In a mountain hollow.
Jun Ziyi and Li Jianxin stood guard at a distance, watching Lu Feng and Jun Zi Mo battle fiercely.
Every move and stance was swordsmanship they knew well.
Moreover, to accommodate Jun Zi Mo, Lu Feng deliberately imitated his opponent in the vast majority of his moves.
Yet anyone with discerning eyes could see the gulf in superiority between the two.
"This kid..."
Li Jianxin was somewhat astonished by Lu Feng's current strength. That effortless composure and unflappable calm alone far surpassed how Li Jianxin himself had performed against Jun Zi Mo.
Furthermore, Li Jianxin found himself unable to gauge the true depth of the Sword Dao mastery Lu Feng displayed.
By all rights, such a situation should not have been possible, unless...
A guess surfaced in Li Jianxin's mind, only for him to dismiss it as absurd.
With his own Sword Dao attainment having likewise reached the Swordless Realm, the only way he could fail to see through someone's level was if that person had already transcended that realm.
But Lu Feng was still so young...
No matter what, Li Jianxin could not believe Lu Feng possessed Sword Dao mastery at such a level.
Once Jun Ziyi saw that the battle in the distance had settled into a stalemate and would not end anytime soon, she seized the chance to ask curiously, "Ninth Grandfather, what happened to the wound on your arm that my Master mentioned earlier?"
Li Jianxin's expression turned awkward. "Adult matters are not for children to pry into."
"Tell me," Jun Ziyi coaxed gently.
Seeing that Li Jianxin remained unmoved, she abruptly changed her tone and smiled in realization. "Oh, I understand. Ninth Grandfather's swordsmanship must have been inferior to my Master's, and he wounded you."
"Mm, that must be it. Otherwise,