Bang!
Bang! Bang!
The giant black Rock was full of cracks.
One slash.
Another slash.
From the time ah Chou started practicing until now, it had already been more than 30 years. Day after day, year after year, every day, other than eating and sleeping, he would swing the blade. He was like a robot, swinging the blade for more than 10 hours every day.
His saber still looked ancient and simple. It was straight and there was nothing fancy about it. It was so simple that one could see through it at a glance.
he doesn't have any distracting thoughts. Swinging the blade can make him happy. That's the only meaning in his life.
This was everyone's evaluation of him.
It was said that ah Chou was a human sent by ancestor Irfan. He seemed to have some kind of combat form and had the same great potential as ancestor Irfan.
