Isn’t this a little too much?
The more Wang Qing parried, the more he felt that it was becoming more and more difficult for him. Even though his opponent’s speed did not change after his sword became heavier, his strength was becoming more and more exaggerated under this kind of speed. This made him feel so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.
After all, the sword that weighed a few kilograms was still moving at the same speed as the sword that weighed a few hundred kilograms. The feeling of the collision was definitely not the same. In any case, Wang Qing only felt that his qi and blood would fluctuate slightly every time he clashed with his opponent’s weapon.
Even though he could use the Taiji sword to deflect most of the opponent’s strength, he still felt that it was becoming more and more strenuous.
