'So these are what cultivators are, their energy is different from Mana, and they have some sort of unique way of using it.
Each of the attacks is like a well-trained machine, and their precision is what brings out the best in it. If I had this training, I would have worked a lot stronger by now.
But that does not mean I can't learn them, let's just get rid of these ones first,' Silva thought. The flames on his sword glowed, he shot forward.
Their formation was strong, there were no visible flaws, but when faced with something like that, the solution was to use excess force.
He slashed, releasing a massive sword arc. They tried to block it, but the power it carried was far too much. It blasted all of them to the side, tossing them off their swords.
They tried to call their swords back, but Silva wasn't having any of that now. He attacked again, each one received a slash, sending them to the ground with deep gashes on their bodies.
