"This Chen fellow is seriously suspicious!"
Han Xiuxiu muttered.
At that moment, she recalled the first time she had sparred with Chen Changming in the Ancient Temple. Though he had clearly used extremely mediocre movement and sword techniques, she had been unable to defeat him swiftly.
Back then, even her grandfather had found it strange. He could not see why that youth could wield an utterly ordinary Dragon Glide Step and the Lingxiao Sword Sect's swordsmanship with such terrifying power.
In this second bout, Han Xiuxiu discovered that although they were both controlling natal Flying Swords, the number Chen Changming controlled far exceeded that of cultivators his age.
"No matter what cultivation technique this man learns, its power increases dozens of times over... What exactly is going on?"
Watching the Four Symbols Killing Array be suppressed by the Three Talents Sword Formation, Han Xiuxiu was so furious that smoke seemed to pour from all seven of her orifices. Without hesitation, she unsealed her cultivation.
An aura at the seventh layer of the Golden Core Realm burst forth!
"My apologies, but I broke through during the battle." Han Xiuxiu gave a cold smile.
After her cultivation broke through, the power of Han Xiuxiu's Four Symbols Killing Array increased considerably. Not only did it block the Three Talents Sword Formation's attacks, it once again turned defense into offense and easily suppressed the Three Talents Sword Formation.
"What a shameless woman."
Chen Changming smiled faintly.
Knowing she was in the wrong, Han Xiuxiu flushed with shame and fury. "Just wait until I tear apart that broken mouth of yours that leaks air!"
"Do you have the ability?"
Amid his mocking laughter, Chen Changming summoned another nine natal Flying Swords.
The Three Talents Sword Formation suddenly possessed thirty-six natal Flying Swords, and its power