Jiang Chen's sword streaked through the air, its blade like a flash of flowing light.
He had cultivated every form of his Aurora Sword Technique to Perfection, and the power of each was astonishing.
The First Technique, the Flowing Light Technique, was especially honed to absolute perfection.
When he struck, the entire blade transformed into a white streak of light, vanishing in a flash. Its speed was so immense the naked eye could barely trace its path. The white Sword Aura pierced the air, forging ahead unstoppably, aimed straight for Jiang Ziyou's heart.
This was a strike meant to kill!
"What a terrifying sword strike. Even I would have to use some of my tricks to block it!"
"Didn't the Jiang Family say Jiang Chen was a waste? He commands such powerful Swordsmanship, with the strength to shatter Jiang Ziyou's Canglang Swordsmanship in a single blow. If he's a waste, then are there any geniuses left in this world?"
