He then added, "Brother Song, I know your talent is exceptional, but tonight, just stepping in is useless..."
Song Cheng replied, "No, I've achieved Perfection."
After speaking, he touched the long blade, stretched his muscles and summoned his strength, the blade moving as though it were willows in the wind, gracefully fading into the distance.
The blade's edge cut through the night air, shattered the spring rain, emitting a ripping sound like tearing silk, followed by a faint popping sound at its culmination.
Whether it was powerful could actually be discerned, especially for places like the Ruyi Commerce Chamber, which was renowned for its "Willow Brushing Force."
Even if the guards themselves couldn't perform it, they had seen it numerous times.
Song Cheng's strike was the Willow Brushing Force, it was Perfection... it surpassed everyone else.
Shi Yi, Ying, Gao Lin, and the Wang brothers were no match for him.
The air suddenly fell silent, quiet to the utmost degree.
