"No, that's not right."
"It should be like this."
With his eyes tightly closed, Li Qinglong was muttering to himself, his eyebrows furrowed, and the sword moves he executed became even more chaotic.
Li Xiaoyao remained calm and composed, unhurriedly guiding him.
After a long time, Li Qinglong's sword moves steadied, and Li Xiaoyao also sheathed his sword and stepped back, watching him practice the sword alone on the stage.
"That's the feeling, exactly like this." The smile on Li Qinglong's face became brighter and brighter, and suddenly, he opened his eyes, and at this moment, the clan members and Ancestral Elders below the stage were somewhat shocked.
"Boom!"
A sword swung out, exploding suddenly, and the terrifying energy spread in all directions, astonishing everyone.
"Sword Intent!" Li Qinglong stopped, looking at the attack he had just released with some disbelief.
