I Fabricated the Techniques, but my disciple really mastered them?

Xu Yan was about to continue his ascent. He glanced at the old man, paused, and said, “Sword Dao is not about grandeur or fancy moves, but the essence of a single sword, which is the real art of killing, everything else is just an embellishment.

“You haven’t stepped into the gate of Sword Dao, unaware of Sword Intent. For you, speed, ruthlessness, and sharpness are the right paths.

“Rather than spreading meaningless sword momentum, weak and unsubstantial. Even if it has variations, it’s too slow.

“I have a friend. He has cultivated his sword technique to the peak, far stronger than you. He is the closest person to stepping into Sword Dao.”

Although the old man’s Sword Dao appeared to be powerful and his sword momentum was grand, it was ultimately just a facade.

Sufficient against ordinary martial artists.

From Xu Yan’s perspective, the old man’s technique wasn’t as good as Xie Lingfeng’s Myriad River Sword Technique, let alone the Flying Rainbow Sword Technique.

Should he face Xie Lingfeng, the Heaven and Earth Ice Light would be cut down by a mere stroke of the Flying Rainbow Sword Technique.

So far, among all the Sword Dao martial artists Xu Yan had seen, only Xie Lingfeng had truly touched the threshold of Sword Dao, cultivating his sword techniques to the peak.

He had even almost stepped beyond the confines of swordsmanship.

However, he was still a little short of stepping into Sword Dao.

“I wonder if Brother Xie has attained the clarity of Sword Intent yet?”

Xu Yan thought to himself.

He probably hasn’t. After all, attaining the clarity of Sword Intent wasn’t that easy.

The old man was dumbfounded, his mind buzzing. He had been practicing for most of his life, yet he hadn’t even entered the gate of Sword Dao?

He wanted to argue, but what right did a loser have to refute?

In the end, he sighed, “I stand corrected!”

Cold Autumn stood still, startled by Xu Yan’s words, gleaning a new insight from them.