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Zhao Changhe was mid-jump, yet he simply spread his arms and the speed of his fall mysteriously decreased, making him seem almost as if he was flapping his wings.
The sword light brushed past his feet.
Zhao Changhe sent a kick toward the opponent’s face, who raised his sword to block the attack.
With his toes touching the other party’s wrist, Zhao Changhe used the momentum to bounce off and land on a nearby pine tree. He then rebounded, forming his fingers into a sword, and thrust his hand at the other party’s eyes.
His use of this fluid and elegant sword art was simply masterful; anyone would be hard-pressed to see that his foundation was actually in saber arts.
Zhao Changhe was not doing this just to better impersonate Wang Daozhong. In fact, Zhao Changhe did not even know the Wang Clan’s sword art. The main reason he previously avoided using sword arts, even though he had learned them, was that carrying an extra sword was too cumbersome.
But now he had a ring that could store items, one of said items being an unfinished sword. He also had a bellyful of sword arts that he had acquired from the Sword Emperor’s legacy. Not employing a style that made use of both the sword and saber would be...
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