Chang Huai listened to the voices of admiration coming from around him and bowed slightly.
"Thank you all for your praise, but I have not yet reached the level to be compared with the Central Continent Ten Dragons. I am still far off!"
He appeared humble and cautious.
"Chang Huai, don't be too modest.
This strike of yours absolutely reached that level!
Even I couldn't clearly see the shape of the sword in your hand just now!
It seems that your ten years of sharpening the sword have not been wasted.
This strike is worth ten years of honing!" said Chen Xu, shaking himself awake while holding his double maces.
"If you had drawn your sword earlier, I would have been convinced on the spot.
Why bother coming all the way here from the Central Continent and waste time?"
Chang Huai gave a faint smile.
"*I also wanted to test the power of this strike. That's why I came here with you.*
*Now it seems, it's quite satisfactory!*"
Chen Xu waved, putting away his double maces.
