Jin Quexi had stood outside the martial arena and watched all three of Ning Xiaochuan's battles. She nodded and said, "These three battles showed the steadiness and balance of Ning Xiaochuan's martial path. He was extremely cautious against every opponent—not underestimating them, not growing impatient, not becoming arrogant. He could be called thorough in every respect, with hardly any flaws to exploit."
Shi Hailiang returned from the First Martial Arena and said, "I just watched Ming Yang's battle. Ming Yang's martial path is forceful, overbearing, and ruthless. His whole person is like a sword; once that sword strikes, nothing remains unbroken. At the same cultivation level, Ning Xiaochuan and Ming Yang might have been ideal opponents. But Ning Xiaochuan is two years younger than Ming Yang and two levels weaker in martial cultivation. Whether he can even take Ming Yang's single sword strike is hard to say."
"Is the Supreme Sword Dao really that strong?" Jin Quexi found it hard to believe.
Shi Hailiang said, "Ming Yang also fought three battles. Every one of his three opponents was killed by a single sword. No one managed to force him to use a second strike. Let alone this year's students—even many old students from the second class probably could not withstand one sword from him."
Ning Xiaochuan walked out of the martial arena and glanced slightly in Jin Quexi's direction. He happened to hear Shi Hailiang's words, and his expression changed slightly. "All three people who fought Ming Yang were killed by him?"
Thinking Ning Xiaochuan had become afraid of Ming Yang, Shi Hailiang said, "Ming Yang's sword truly is terrifyingly powerful. The Supreme Sword Dao can nearly be called the most domineering sword path in the world. If you encounter him, it would be best to forfeit and admit defeat."