The old man knew that Long Fei's control over spiritual power had reached an impeccable level.
He guessed at Long Fei's realm—was it the Mid Phase of the Enlightenment Realm, or the later phase?
He himself was at mid-phase cultivation level. If Long Fei was in the later phase, relying on his nurtured Sword Spirit, he might still have a chance to fight.
However, he quickly dismissed his own speculation. It took him fifty years of arduous cultivation to barely break through to the Mid Phase of the Enlightenment Realm.
Long Fei was so young, how could he possess such a high level of cultivation?
"Your sword doesn't look very sharp!"
Long Fei smiled faintly, playfully looking at the old man.
The old man took a deep breath and scolded angrily, "Brat, don't be presumptuous!"
His sword made a swishing sound as it was drawn out a foot long.
The sword was three feet and three inches in length.
The first three inches is called the Open Gate Sword.
