In truth, when Sect Leader Zhang Dongzhi first heard the words "tremendous results," his reaction had been very much like Elder Yan's just now.
So soon?
Such a coincidence?
They had achieved "tremendous results" on the very first day? Somehow, that sounded distinctly unreliable.
Yet Elder Yan had always been steady and dependable. Otherwise, he would never have become Zhang Dongzhi's trusted confidant, nor the instructor for this trial of the art.
Zhang Dongzhi's expression was grave as he said, "What sort of results could you possibly achieve in a single day?"
Elder Yan said, "Sect Leader, if it's convenient, may I borrow your sword?"
The Dongkong Sect had built its fortunes on mining. Its specialty was heavy-sword techniques—using heavy swords to carve holes in mountains and in people.
In fact, judging someone's strength within the sect was simple: whoever had the bigger, heavier sword generally had the deeper cultivation.
Naturally, Sect Leader Zhang Dongzhi's sword was the heaviest.
It was another great sword the size of a door panel, but its materials included meteoric iron and sky stone, making it more than three times as heavy as Elder Yan's great sword.
There was a limit to the weight of the weapon a person could wield. Even for a sect like theirs, which specialized in heavy swords, that remained
true.
However capable Elder Yan might be, a sword half again as heavy as the one he could normally wield would already be his limit.
Yet now he actually dared to challenge Zhang Dongzhi's Sky Stone Heavy Sword?
Surprised though he was, Zhang Dongzhi still brought out his Sky Stone Heavy Sword.
Beneath the sunlight, the parts of the Sky Stone Heavy Sword containing sky stone refracted beautiful gleams of light.
Zhang Dongzhi treasured this sword. He felt that, if he