Jiang Chen's right hand grasped his sword.
Then he drew the sword and slashed...
A flash of white light, and The Fallen's head instantly hit the ground.
Aggie furrowed his brow. Such powerful Sword Qi! Although it wasn't like The Fallen's, it was faster and had higher offensive power.
The Fallen valued speed, ruthlessness, and precision.
Jiang Chen fully met these criteria.
Christie Burton nodded. "It does indeed resemble your Sword Qi. It seems this profession's development was quite good; it's certainly not a weak one."
Aggie shook his head. "No, he's different. I've seen many Swordsmen, but none as strong as him."
Christie Burton said, "I know that among you Wanderers, just as with us, there are levels and distinctions in strength. Geniuses, of course, are different."
Aggie fell silent.
