(First update)
In the Dream World, Yang Ming had yet to notice anything amiss. He cupped his hands toward Platinum Bishop Salas and said:
"Yes, Teacher."
With a flick of his hand, Yang Ming held the Mysterious Sword in his palm, traced a flourish through the air, and said:
"Teacher, please observe. This is the Nine Swords of Dugu, Sword-Breaking Stance!"
Pointing his sword at Platinum Bishop Salas, he slowly advanced the stance. The thrust was slow and seemingly weak, yet it gave one the sensation of a blade at one's back, as though no matter how one dodged, one could not evade this strike.
A strange gleam appeared in Platinum Bishop Salas's eyes as he thought to himself:
What exquisite swordsmanship!
Within this dream space jointly constructed by a hundred people, someone had long since begun activating memory construction to record Yang Ming's swordsmanship.
In order to uncover more of Yang Ming's secrets, and because his hands itched for a fight, Platinum Bishop Salas immediately stepped in to spar with Yang Ming. With a wave of his hand, a broadsword appeared from nothing. He wielded it with fierce momentum, yet said:
"Come, my good disciple. Let me see just how refined your skills have become."
While taking advantage of Yang Ming verbally, he showed no mercy with his actions. The several-hundred-pound broadsword carried a terrifying force capable of splitting mountains and severing seas, its pressure crashing toward Yang Ming as tangibly as substance and raising goosebumps on his skin for an instant.
"Good!"
"Blade-Breaking Stance!"
Yang Ming was not alarmed but delighted. With a turn of his wrist, the Mysterious Sword spun in a circle, and its momentum abruptly changed.
If the Sword-Breaking Stance had been a fierce, lethal strike, then this Blade-Breaking Stance was an entirely different style.