Under these circumstances, Lin Feng's Weapon True Intent began to seize the upper hand.
This meant that Lin Feng was stronger than him in terms of Weapon True Intent!
Yet in Duan Jingtao's perception, Lin Feng's Sword Momentum did not seem particularly high-level; it was inferior to his own.
But why was the gap in their strength so enormous?
There seemed to be only one possibility.
That possibility was...
Lin Feng had traveled farther down the path of Sword Intent than Duan Jingtao had!
Thinking of this, Duan Jingtao found it even more unbelievable.
His Blade Intent had reached the tenth level back then!
Nine was the ultimate number!
Ten was perfection.
Yet Lin Feng was stronger than him. Could it be... that Lin Feng's Sword Intent had reached the eleventh level?!
The eleventh level, Lesser Perfection!
The twelfth level, Greater Perfection!!
Back then, Duan Jingtao had also desperately wanted to charge toward the eleventh level.
But no matter what methods he used, no matter how he comprehended it, he simply could not achieve it.
So in the end, he could only give up.
The Weapon True Intent Lin Feng was displaying now meant that he had at least comprehended the eleventh level of Sword Intent, Lesser Perfection.
"Damn it..."
At this moment, Duan Jingtao's expression had already darkened.
Because he now understood why Lin Feng was so powerful. It turned out that Lin Feng had comprehended the eleventh level of Sword Intent, Lesser Perfection.
No wonder...
"It seems your Sword Intent has reached the eleventh level of Lesser Perfection. With that alone, you are fully qualified to surpass Yuan Mo and Mo Chen. The two of them are no match for you at all."
At this moment, the situation had completely reversed. Duan Jingtao was surrounded by endless Sword