The power stored by [Spread Wings] resided in both body and sword, less in the sword and more in the body. The power stored in the body could be restrained, but the power stored in the sword could not.
That very "inability to be restrained" was the core of this move that Pei Ye had taken and painstakingly polished.
And [Treading Water, Plucking Scales] was a light, swift, straight thrust.
Its release of force was extremely simple. During the thrust, it required no delicate control from the Sword Master.
That night, when Pei Ye lay with both hands behind his head and worked out this connection, he suddenly sprang out of bed, grabbed Little Cat, who was quietly cultivating beside him, and held him up before his face, shaking him violently.
-If he linked [Treading Water, Plucking Scales] after [Spread Wings], then paired them with a sword released from his hand, wouldn't that be precisely the strike to break Yang Yan's Whale chapter?
"But... how could your sword still have any power?" Yang Yan stared, clutching his sleeve. "You used Spread Wings to unleash Clear Cry. I swallowed all of it."
Yes, no matter how much preparation he made, the instant saber met sword, every trace of power in the sword had vanished. Yang Yan had paid no attention whatsoever to the falling sword.
This was another subtlety difficult to put into words.
The instant they touched Yang Yan's saber, all the power contained in both man and sword had indeed been swallowed. But power did not necessarily have to come from one's own body.
Pei Ye had repeatedly used [Supporting Tree] not merely to close in on Yang Yan. The collisions brought about by [Supporting Tree] were themselves his goal.
He had been searching, experimenting, learning the points and