Zheng Rongzhong frowned as he watched the countless silver needles surround him.
The others were also shocked to see the endless stream of silver needles, mainly because these silver needles were different from the sword and saber energy they had seen before.
Those were obviously virtual, but Leng Yuexi's silver needles looked exactly like real ones, icy cold and incredibly sharp.
The scariest thing is that it never ends; the more you fight, the more there are.
Just moments ago, everyone held Zheng Rongzhong of Haotian Mansion in high regard, but unexpectedly, they saw him fall into a disadvantageous position in the blink of an eye.
The little girl, whom they didn't think much of, gained the upper hand with just a few moves.
This change happened way too fast.
Leng Yuexi ignored everyone else's thoughts and continued her attack.
With a wave of her jade hand, a barrage of silver needles, each carrying a piercing sharpness and icy chill, hurtled towards Zheng Rongzhong.
Zheng Rongzhong dared not be careless, and muttered to himself, "I don't believe you'll really never stop."
The sword shadows continued, the sword energy crisscrossed, and continued to strike at the incoming silver needles.
The clanging and banging sounds continued.
All people saw was that Zheng Rongzhong was always on the defensive.
The countless silver needles scattered across the sky shattered and reformed, reformed and shattered again, truly without end.
Zheng Rongzhong wanted to get out of this predicament, but found that he couldn't do it for the time being.
He was enraged by the beating, let out a cold snort, and with a long hum from his long sword, his aura changed.
All the spirit swords present moved.
Someone exclaimed, "Sword intent! Zheng Rongzhong has also comprehended sword intent. Is he getting serious now?"
"I told you Zheng Rongzhong wouldn't be defeated so easily; those women are going to have a hard time."
Xu Zhenyang looked at Sui Yong with some surprise. "Lord Sui has been hiding his true intentions well. There has been no news at all about Zheng Rongzhong comprehending sword intent. It seems that Lord Sui has been preparing for this moment for a long time."
Sui Yong smiled slightly, his face full of pride, "Not at all, it's just something he recently grasped."
Pei Ming glanced at him with some surprise.
Shen Qianjun felt uneasy when he learned that Zheng Rongzhong had grasped the essence of swordsmanship, and he became even more worried about the battle.
On the battle stage, Zheng Rongzhong used his sword intent to try and break through Leng Yuexi's encirclement. The fierce sword energy formed a circle of light, similar to a barrier, under the enhancement of the sword intent.
Sensing his intention, Leng Yuexi pointed her finger, and the atmosphere of the entire scene changed, the air became cold, and filled with sadness and sorrow.
"Wow, why do I suddenly feel so cold?"
"Yes, I suddenly feel so sad, I really want to cry, boohoo."
The silver needles that were about to be repelled paused, and instead of retreating, they advanced and stabbed towards Zheng Rongzhong.
Zheng Rongzhong raised an eyebrow. He had used his sword intent but it hadn't worked. He could also feel the opponent's sword intent, which was icy and sorrowful, and stronger than his own.
Upon sensing the sword intent, Haotian Mansion Master Sui Yong could no longer sit still. He stood up abruptly, his brows furrowed, his gaze fixed on Leng Yuexi, who stood motionless on the battle platform.
"Where did Shen Qianjun find these helpers? They're all prodigies. First it was that woman, then Xiao Fan, and now another one."
Not only Sui Yong, but also Xu Zhenyang and Pei Ming frowned at this moment. This quiet woman was actually so powerful.
Even Shen Qianjun was stunned, staring at Qin Feng in disbelief, "Young friend Qin, young friend Leng has comprehended sword intent! Why didn't you say so sooner? I was so worried about you."
Yin Tiantian pouted, "What's wrong with that? Xiao Fan comprehended the sword intent, so isn't it normal for Yue Xi to comprehend the sword intent?"
Qin Feng smiled slightly, "Old Shen, it's not my fault, you didn't ask me."
"Haha, yes, yes, it's all my fault."
Shen Qianjun was in a great mood at this moment. Leng Yuexi had not shown any sword intent when she fought against Lingyan Pavilion. She won by simply making a slight move.
Zheng Rongzhong is quite capable; he's not so easy to deal with. Since he's using sword intent, she won't hold back.
Those viewers who were optimistic about Zheng Rongzhong were also quite surprised. They thought that his use of sword intent would achieve miraculous results, but they did not expect that he would still be suppressed by his opponent.
What surprised them even more was yet to come.
Leng Yuexi stood still, her fingers twitching. Several silver needles swiftly broke through Zheng Rongzhong's defenses, almost piercing his body.
Zheng Rongzhong was shocked. Without thinking, he made a hand seal and the Mountain Guardian Seal appeared, enveloping him.
They narrowly escaped the attack.
Seeing this, Qin Feng shook his head and said, "What a pity about this person."
Seeing this, Yin Tiantian asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Is there anything wrong with how they're handling it?"
Shen Qianjun and the other Lingyan Pavilion disciples looked at Qin Feng with some confusion, wondering why he was suddenly so emotional.
Qin Feng said calmly, "This person has good talent and a decent understanding of swordsmanship. He has even grasped his own sword intent. However, he cannot become a true master of swordsmanship."
"Oh, why?" Yin Tiantian asked, puzzled.
"He lacked confidence in his sword. When faced with a deadly threat, he didn't think of using the sword, but of using other methods. That's not wrong, but this action proves that he trusts other things more than his own sword."
"But it might be too late to use a sword!"
"How could it be too late? He still has time to form hand seals, enough time to swing his sword or summon sword energy. Subconsciously, the safest thing for him is his current hand seals."
He might become a very powerful cultivator in the future, but he will definitely not be a master swordsman.
Which master swordsman isn't passionate about the sword, obsessed with the sword, and devoted to the sword?
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