Zi Jianming seemed to have noticed the hesitation in Li Tian's eyes. He said coldly,"
"Why don't you want to practice?“
Li Tian didn't respond to this sudden question because he didn't know how to answer.
The celestial snatching swordplay was profound and boundless. After he mastered it, he would definitely achieve great things. However, what would he do if he couldn't master it?
After all, he could afford to wait, but the seventh Prince Ling Wei and those innocent babies couldn 't!
The wind by the lake gradually died down, and even the air suddenly became quiet. Zi Jianming was the first to break the silence.
"You don't have to practice it if you don't want to.“
Hearing this, Li Tian was overjoyed. Could it be that Zi Jianming had changed his mind? however, his next words were like a bucket of cold water.
"If you can't master this Sword Art, then don't even think about leaving.“
Zi Jianming's words almost made Li Tian spit out blood. This was too much.
