His movement technique was not weak at all.
Not only was it not weak, but it was quite sophisticated.
"Truly cunning!"
Feng Zichen said coldly, then he stopped holding back and fully activated the Wind Wandering Steps, his movement technique becoming even faster, and his Sword Qi also sped up.
Seeing this white-clothed young man's sword moves getting faster, Mo Hua felt some helplessness and had to take out a portion of his strength to seriously engage with him.
Thus, on the arena, Feng Zichen's movement was like the wind, Mo Hua's body like flowing water.
The wind followed the sword, the water flowed with the momentum. In this pursuit and retreat, it was like a gentle breeze brushing the water surface, or water flow avoiding a breezy opening, with both sides contesting equally.
The cultivators watching the battle had a change in their expressions.
"His movement technique... doesn't seem ordinary?"
