The Black-Robed Person had simply underestimated Fang Yue, thinking one move would be more than enough.
But now, he had taken an interest in Fang Yue.
Ancient Word Power was rarely cultivated anywhere in the entire Qing Kingdom... No, across the entire realm! Let alone cultivated to the Rain-grade!
This kid had extraordinary potential!
Under the Black-Robed Person's watchful gaze, black silk shot out from the round wheel behind Fang Yue, transforming into a Tang Saber that gathered in his right hand. He actually intended to meet the Thunderclap Sword Net head-on!
How utterly overconfident...
Bang!!
Before the Black-Robed Person could even sneer in disdain, the Thunderclap Sword Net shattered with a crash!
That single strike had actually broken one of his sword techniques!
Impossible! Even with Ancient Word Power... just what kind of strength did this man have...?
The Black-Robed Person froze on the spot, eyes wide. Fang Yue had surprised him several times already.
But the Black-Robed Person had seen his share of battles, and quickly understood. What had allowed Fang Yue to exceed his limits wasn't merely the boost from Ancient Word Power. There was also that strange power!
The strange power contained in the black silk could contend with the Thunderclap Sword Net, allowing Fang Yue to break it in one blow!
After shattering the Thunderclap Sword Net, the man before him was already panting heavily, clearly having expended a great deal of strength.
But to the Black-Robed Person, that had been nothing more than a casual sword strike!
His gaze narrowed slightly. The Black-Robed Person began to take Fang Yue more seriously.
"You've got some skill, I'll give you that. But that's all."
With a flick of his wrist, the Black-Robed Person struck. Even Fang Yue's keen vision couldn't catch the instant he made his