Many things did not need to be shouted from the rooftops for people to know them, such as Bai Zao's feelings for Jing Jiu, or the outcome of this Green Mountain sword contest.
Before the broken tree, Zhuo Rusui raised his sleeve and wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, looking at Jing Jiu with a somewhat peculiar expression.
In that moment earlier, Jing Jiu could easily have killed him. Victory and defeat had naturally been decided.
Was the legendary innate Formless Sword Body really so formidable that it could disregard a difference in cultivation realms?
"If Junior Brother Zhuo hadn't gone easy on you, how would you have had the chance to wound him with a sneak attack?"
A cold voice rang out in the night sky.
Everyone was slightly startled. Thinking back to the earlier scene, they found some reason in those words.
Battles between cultivators rarely took place at such close quarters as Jing Jiu and Zhuo Rusui's had. Zhuo Rusui had reached perfection in the initial stage of Wandering the Wilds; he needed only to put some distance between them and overwhelm Jing Jiu with his cultivation realm. No matter how accomplished Jing Jiu was in the Sword Dao, how abundant his sword essence, or whether he possessed a Formless Sword Body, he would have had no chance.
That was why He Zhan had told Tong Yan at the beginning that Zhuo Rusui was going easy on Jing Jiu.
What surprised people more was that the voice had come from Green Mountain's people.
The speaker had made no effort to lower his voice, letting everyone hear him. Clearly, it was deliberate.
Jing Jiu looked up into the night sky and remembered that the disciple was called Jian Ruyun. Where had he ranked on Twofold