Invincible Grandmaster, Jiang Ning!

In the mountain forest.

When Nan Zhiwei appeared before Jiang Ning and Ye Zhengqi once more,

his hair was disheveled, his clothes were in tatters, and bloodstains covered his body.

Yet not a single wound could be seen on the exposed flesh of his body.

Jiang Ning understood that it was not that Nan Zhiwei had gone uninjured. Rather, in that brief span of time, all the external wounds on his body had already healed.

"Inspector Jiang, what sword technique is this?" Nan Zhiwei asked, looking at the utterly ordinary longsword in Jiang Ning's hand.

"A superior sword technique—the Two Forms Hard-Soft Sword!" Jiang Ning replied.

"The Two Forms Hard-Soft Sword? What a profound sword technique. It surpasses any ordinary superior sword technique!" Nan Zhiwei said with feeling.

Having taken the full burst of Jiang Ning's earlier strike head-on, he knew that Jiang Ning's strength had already surpassed his own.

That sword strike had made him feel as though he were facing true heavenly might. The eruption of sword qi had been like the Milky Way pouring down, something no human strength could withstand.

Had he not already completed seven blood exchanges, making his body nearly indestructible, that strike alone would have taken half his life.

Even now, although the injuries on his surface had healed through his body's immense vitality, remnants of sword intent still rampaged within him, destroying his insides.

"Inspector Jiang, I would like to witness the move of yours that resembled a great sun just now." Nan Zhiwei looked at Jiang Ning, his expression solemn.

Seeing Nan Zhiwei's serious expression, Jiang Ning nodded.

"Alright!"

"Thank you!" Nan Zhiwei's expression immediately shook, and delight appeared on his face.

He had been trapped at the final step for ten years. If he did not break through soon, then