"The Dragon Slaying Saber?" Zhou Shu laughed until he was out of breath.
Shen Yue's expression turned ugly. He didn't know what was so funny!
The saber that I forged is called the Dragon Slaying Saber. What's wrong with it?
Don't you want to slay horses? Then, I'll slay dragons!
Isn't it obvious who's stronger and who's weaker?
When Shen Yue forged the Dragon Slaying Saber, he had treated the Horse Slaying Saber as an imaginary enemy.
To his knowledge, of the five sabers that Zhou Shu had developed, other than the Hundred Refinements Ring Pommel Saber and the Horse Slaying Saber, the other three sabers were only slightly better-looking. In terms of might, the best was still the Horse Slaying Saber!
Of course, there was another reason why he used the saber as an imaginary enemy.
"Don't get me wrong. I'm not laughing at you," Zhou Shu explained. "I'm laughing at this saber."
