Since Mr. Zheng was going to personally teach through a fight, Chen Chuan didn’t dare to put on airs and immediately set down the training sabers for the Frost King Saber.0

Once he returned to stand in front of Mr. Zheng, he stared at him for a moment before swinging his saber down with a shout. 0

There was no flourish contained within the slash. Instead of doing all those things when going up against Mr. Zheng, it was more practical to just deliver an honest, straightforward slash. 0

But Chen Chuan didn’t cower just because Mr. Zheng was better than he was when it came to sabers. When he attacked, he did so with an indomitable spirit, and this attack was much better than his usual ones. 0

“Good!” Mr. Zheng praised him, clearly satisfied with the momentum of his attack. At the same time, he brought his saber up. With just a light knock, the Frost King Saber’s power rapidly disappeared, and the saber was diverted to the side, with Chen Chuan unable to bring up any resistance whatsoever. Then, Chen Chuan saw Mr. Zheng’s saber tip coming at him. 0

Since his saber had been pushed to the side, he instinctively pulled it back to defend himself, but Mr. Zheng moved his saber a little and continued forward. It was about to cut into Chen Chuan. If nothing changed, Chen Chuan wouldn’t be able to stop it from cutting into him. He changed the direction of his saber again, only to sense that something was wrong. When he finally realized it, he had already lost his balance and stumbled two steps...0