Had Lian Yue witnessed this scene, she would surely have been utterly astonished.
In her memory, Eldest Senior Sister had always repaid kindness and settled grudges freely, as cold as frost.
When had he ever displayed such a girlish demeanor?
"My disciple, I'm not disappointed, just... very surprised."
Fang Yang looked at the papayas his eldest disciple had suddenly hidden away and felt his horizons broaden.
Indeed, no one could be underestimated.
He sighed with feeling and reined in those thoughts.
Looking at Ye Qinghong standing alone in the spring, gripping the Azure Shadow Sword so tightly that his knuckles had gone pale, he finally sighed.
He felt he ought to offer his disciple at least some comfort.
Give him a little reward.
So, from behind, he gently gathered him into his arms.
He said softly,
"Although the God-Shocking Sword Technique has only one overarching outline, everyone understands it differently, and the styles they display differ too. Now, open your mind and feel it slowly. Ideally, activate your Glazed Sword Heart, because your master's swordplay will be very overbearing. I'm afraid you won't be able to withstand it."
As he spoke, Fang Yang gently took his disciple's cold little hands and gripped the Azure Shadow Sword.
To let his eldest disciple experience it more deeply.
To let him clearly feel how the muscles exerted their strength.
Their bodies pressed close, almost merging into one.
Then, they slowly began to swing the sword!
Fang Yang's God-Shocking Sword Technique had already reached its pinnacle, attaining a transcendent realm; his mastery was as perfect as a furnace fire burning pure blue.
As wisps of the Profound Heaven Strategy's aura flew out.
The surrounding mist began to ripple.
Ultimately, trails of sword marks remained.
Sword marks filled the sky like frost and snow.
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