Taking a deep breath, Xu Ran gripped the Mo Zhui Saber in both hands.
His gaze grew resolute as he raised the Mo Zhui Saber high. His movement was so slow that it was riddled with openings, yet somehow carried an air of flawless defense.
Locking his gaze on Ji Xuan in the distance, he brought the Mo Zhui Saber down hard.
A crescent-shaped blade of light cut through the void, appearing before Ji Xuan in an instant with Blade Intent that could sever heaven and earth.
Ji Xuan thrust his saber out instantly, dispersing the blade of light with a single strike. For the first time, confusion entered his gaze as he looked at Xu Ran.
"Where did you learn my Blade Intent?"
"Greetings, senior." Xu Ran sheathed his saber and cupped his hands toward Ji Xuan from afar. "I once found a broken blade you left behind and comprehended a trace of Blade Intent from it."
"That was also why I started using a saber."
"A broken blade..." Ji Xuan looked thoughtful, then shook his head a moment later.
He had traveled to far too many places to remember something like that clearly.
"To comprehend Blade Intent from a broken blade I left behind, you must be exceptionally gifted." In the end, that was the only conclusion he could draw. "Let's end this spar here."
"Very well." Zhou Polu chuckled and waved at the embarrassed disciples beside the field. "You can all go."
The Zhou Family disciples hurried away as though granted amnesty.
"Let's discuss the rest in the Guest Reception Hall." Zhou Polu nodded to Fang Canghai, then turned and left the Training Ground.
Surprise and relief surfaced in Fang Canghai's eyes.
At last, there was hope.
Clearly, Xu Ran's performance had impressed Zhou Polu. Now it