"This child is indeed a natural born genius of the Sword Tao," Ye Mengxian couldn't help but exclaim, her eyes brimming with admiration.
It wasn't only her, Tuoba Lie was also nodding incessantly, praising, "What a Jian Qingshan!"
Even Meng Haiwen, who supported Ying Xinghe, couldn't deny it in his heart; Jian Qingshan was indeed too formidable. His reputation as the number one Sword Tao prodigy of the younger generation in the Tang Country was certainly not an exaggeration.
The Pingbei King's face was full of smiles, seemingly very content with Jian Qingshan's performance.
Inside Sea Moon City, many sword-wielding martial artists were praising Jian Qingshan's previous strike without end.
"This strike seems ordinary, yet it contains a profound understanding of the sword."
"Simplifying complexity, the simplest strike is also the strongest!"
"Alas, after decades of sword training, today I feel utterly subdued by Jian Qingshan."
