Zhao Changhe's body hovered in midair, and he elegantly unfolded his wings again, soaring upwards.
The sword light then brushed past the soles of his feet.
Zhao Changhe kicked at the opponent's face, who parried with his sword in response.
Tip-toeing on the opponent's wrist, Zhao Changhe used the force to leap onto a nearby pine tree, rebounding back and pointed his finger like a sword towards the opponent's eyes.
This flowing sword technique, elegant and graceful, had reached a profound level of mastery, making it impossible to recognize that his foundation was actually in Saber Technique.
It wasn't merely to better impersonate Wang Daozhong; in fact, he didn't know the Wang Family's Swordsmanship. More importantly, he had avoided using Swordsmanship before, deliberately integrating it into his Saber Technique instead, mainly because carrying an extra sword was too cumbersome.
