"Whoosh, whoosh!"
Lu Li was wielding his saber constantly in a mountain next to the entrance to the hot springs in the Deserted World. He stood at the peak of the mountain. The wind whipped his robe. His hair fluttered.
He closed his eyes. He had been standing on the peak of the mountain for several days now, and he had been wielding his saber the whole time. The Quasi Relic saber he named "Cold Blade" had no glare. He did not pour in any Xuan Energy in it either. He just repeated this boring actions constantly!
"No, I cannot do it!"
Two hours later, Lu Li opened his eyes and shook his head. He came here to study the Slayer's move. Evidently, he had failed to do so.
