He had been obsessed with the sword his entire life. Aside from cultivation, what he enjoyed most was sparring with masters of the sword. Hearing Murong Huai mention a match, his interest was immediately piqued.
After all, his father had previously lost to Qian Daoliu. Now that he was about to fight Qian Daoliu's disciple, he could also see just how powerful the Angel Sword Technique truly was.
Ning Xiuyuan paused briefly, then smiled. "Since Elder Murong is in the mood, Uncle Sword might as well exchange a few moves with him. It will be a fine chance for us to witness the superb swordsmanship of both of you."
He was also rather curious. Murong Huai had become the Adjudication Elder of Spirit Hall at such a young age and commanded the Judgment Heavenly Army, so his strength was surely extraordinary. He wondered who was stronger between him and Chen Xin.
Chen Xin rose to his feet and said, "Adjudication Elder, please follow me to the training grounds."
Murong Huai stood as well. "Please."
The group arrived at the training grounds, which were broad and level, their floor paved with hard granite. Marks of varying depths covered the surface, clearly left by countless years of cultivation and sparring.
Chen Xin walked to the center of the training grounds and slowly drew the Seven Kill Sword from his back. The moment it left its sheath, a sharp sword intent swept outward, as if the very air around them had frozen solid. The blade was a clear crystalline blue, glinting coldly under the sunlight, with the faint glow of Spirit Rings flowing across its surface.
"The sword is four feet and three inches long, three inches wide. Its name is Seven Kill. Adjudication Elder, please." Holding the Seven Kill Sword, Chen Xin's