To everyone else, the Great Wilderness Saber Art seemed flawless, a heavenly river pouring down. But under Li Xiang's close scrutiny, its seeming perfection proved no sturdier than a thin sheet of paper.
"Li Chenyuan can't grasp the true spirit of this saber art at all."
Li Xiang saw through Li Chenyuan's imposing exterior to the weakness beneath.
The Great Wilderness Saber Art drew on the image of a river rushing to the sea, never to return. At its heart, the wielder needed the tragic courage to charge forward without looking back, to seek life in the face of death, and to meet death without regret.
Only someone who cared nothing for his own life and poured every last ounce of body and spirit into that single strike could unleash the art's true, heaven-shattering power.
"It's like Ma Teng. He received the 'Overlord Body' and 'Overlord Aura' from the Overlord Legacy, but because he's too afraid of losing what he has, he can't truly show the Overlord's resolve to smash the cooking pots and sink the boats."
"Li Chenyuan is nothing but a river bandit who preys on the weak, burns, kills, and plunders. He's narrow-minded, treacherous, and vicious. How could a man like that possess the resolve to press forward without looking back?"
Li Xiang watched Li Chenyuan's saber strike. It looked ferocious, but the man behind it was all bluster. Li Xiang reached his verdict.
"His saber has the appearance of power, but nothing behind it."
"He's like a monkey in a dragon robe. The robe can never hide the shabbiness beneath."
"This saber strike looks unstoppable, but it lacks the soul at its core. Hit the precise point where its momentum peaks with overwhelming force, and that false show of power will shatter like glass."
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