The facts proved that this was not an illusion.
When he regrouped and attacked again, Bao Tianqi's entire battle style had changed. He was no longer as reckless and impetuous as before.
Every move and style had a strange charm. At first, it looked like a Heavenly Horse flying in the sky, but once it landed, it was as unpredictable as an Antelope hanging its horns. It was as if everything was done at will, and there was no routine at all.
"His saber technique is quite interesting. It's profound and unpredictable, but it doesn't have any human touch. Is this a saber technique that a human cultivator can practice?"
A knowledgeable sword Dao Grandmaster outside the arena questioned.
Everyone knew that those who were bound to the routine were definitely not experts. However, it was impossible for human cultivators to not have any routine.
