"Ten thousand swords... descend from the heavens!"
As Yanqing formed a sword seal with his fingers, the treasured sword in his hand.
Suddenly transformed into a streak of light, spinning at high speed.
His figure left afterimages as he darted like lightning.
Sword light crisscrossed from multiple angles.
With graceful, flowing movements.
All of it swept toward the side of the courtyard.
Toward the white-haired man holding a phone in his left hand, seemingly lost in thought.
"He actually used his fist directly?"
"That really was rather unexpected..."
Facing Yanqing's sudden attack and exquisitely refined sword technique.
The imposing white-haired man in battle armor.
Lifted his formidable Formation Blade with a reverse grip.
With inconceivable speed.
He completely blocked Yanqing's ultimate sword technique.
Dazzling sparks scattered in every direction.
The ringing clash of weapons echoed throughout the courtyard.
Jing Yuan remained as unhurried as ever.
He lowered the phone in his right hand and nodded with a smile.
"Very good, very good..."
"Your swordsmanship has improved again, Yanqing..."
"Your control over flying swords, in particular, truly deserves to be called exquisite..."
Watching the sword assault dissipate.
And the young swordsman appear before him.
Jing Yuan rested a hand against his chin and nodded with a smile.
"General... your praise seems a little too casual."
"Is the Starstream Livestream Room really that entertaining?"
He frowned.
A trace of hesitation appeared on the handsome boy's face.
He had finally found an opportunity before his master.
To demonstrate the results of his sword training.
Only to receive such a perfunctory response.
Yanqing said nothing, but he felt rather frustrated.
"It really is quite good."
"Your master happens to be a devoted viewer of the Starstream Livestream Room."
"Mr. Lin Chen took action himself and killed the Doomsday Beast with a single punch."
"Today's