“Hah!”
A soft shout accompanied by the sound of a blade rang out in the cultivation room.
Ever since he had dismantled the wardrobe last time, Su Yu did not dare to cultivate the more powerful thunder essence blade at home this time. He was worried that he would tear down the house and split open the floor. The system downstairs would use his fist the size of a casserole to beat him up.
The uniform military blade was extremely fast. It cut through the air and produced a whistling sound.
Su Yu panted slightly, sheathed his saber, and frowned.
Difficult!
Black grade martial techniques were still too early for him. It was too difficult.
Even the first saber move -- lightning strike. Under normal circumstances, it would be a combination of nine orifices, and a slash of guiyuan.
“I have learned the stance. The key is Yuan Qi!”
Su Yu concluded that he had learned the stance of lightning strike. It was not difficult to begin with.
