The blade formed from the perfect fusion of the Heavenly Frost Sword and the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger erupted with sinister, bitterly cold saber energy. The instant it collided with Wu Zhangkong's Heavenly Frost Sword energy, it swallowed it whole, its radiant edge blanketing the entire Martial Arts Platform like a cold tide.
The Extreme Cold Demon Saber in Tang Li's hand, formed by combining the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger's evil attribute with the Heavenly Frost Sword's ice attribute, looked utterly ferocious. As he swung it, peals of tiger roars tore through the air.
Amid the ice storm unleashed by the demon saber, Wu Zhangkong wore a solemn expression. At this moment, he already regarded Tang Li as an evenly matched opponent.
In that slash that had just reversed the situation, Wu Zhangkong had clearly sensed a peculiar power. It came neither from physical strength nor Soul Power, but was-
A kind of Momentum!
Momentum born from the heart, originating in the depths of the soul!
Wu Zhangkong was more than twenty years older than Tang Li, yet he had only vaguely touched upon this realm after that incident that had shaped his entire life. Since then, however, he had made no further progress.
Yet now, he saw this realm in a boy of merely ten, whose Martial Soul was not even a weapon of slaughter such as a saber, spear, sword, or halberd!
That slash contained an incomparably domineering, unstoppable force and will, powerful enough to overwhelm mountains and rivers and swallow heaven and earth. That force had struck Wu Zhangkong before the saber's radiance, causing him to fall behind in his subsequent response.
He still remembered his first exchange with Tang Li. Merely by copying his Martial Soul, this boy had wielded his swordsmanship as naturally