In Bian Tianya's understanding, for an ordinary swordsman to comprehend even one Sword Intent over the course of an entire lifetime was already an extraordinary feat;
Back in his former sect, the Light Feather Sect, among the countless elders who had immersed themselves in the Knife Dao for their entire lives, only a scant few had comprehended a Knife Intent that belonged to themselves. Such achievements had earned every one of them great renown within the circles of the Knife Dao.
But how old was Lu Feng?
How could he possess such accomplishments?
How was he worthy of such accomplishments?
Bian Tianya found it somewhat hard to accept. He could tolerate the existence of people in this world more outstanding and powerful than himself, but when such a person appeared right beside him, it inevitably left a bitter taste in his mouth.
Tang Yuan, however, had long since ceased to find it strange. From the instant Lu Feng made his move, he had sensed that familiar Cloud Sea Sword Intent.
Leaving aside Lu Feng's astonishing talent in the Sword Dao, the Void Origin Divine Art he had comprehended in the Sword Ruins alone had destined him never to be confined to a single Sword Intent in this lifetime.
Lu Feng himself had remained exceedingly calm from beginning to end, without becoming complacent because of the Sword Intents he had comprehended.
He knew that everything he possessed today had ultimately been bestowed by external fortunes, whether it was the Floating Pagoda Three Swords or the many Sword Intents he had comprehended within the Sword Stele Forest of the Sword Ruins.
They could all be said to be seeds of Sword Intent left behind by the sages of old.
Though he could evolve and elevate them as he had the Dragon Tiger