Half a month was a long period of time, but for martial artists, it was said to be just a fleeting moment. The same was true for Li Yun—half a month passed quickly as he busied himself with training.
At this moment, Li Yun could be seen swinging his sword in his courtyard, but it was incredibly slow. Each movement appeared so sluggish that it seemed to be moving at a snail's pace.
From cut to swing, from thrust to arc, from slash to block, Li Yun performed each basic movement of the sword in a slow but subtle manner for minutes before finally coming to a stop.
"I still can't do it," Li Yun muttered in frustration. For the last few days, he had done nothing but focus all his time on comprehending the sword and keeping his state of mind clear.
