Five Tigers Gate-Crashing Saber!
This was a very common Saber Technique, often taught in martial arts halls as an introductory course.
But if one reached the Mastery Realm, its power was still extraordinary.
Just like now. The large, saber-wielding man charged forward, his momentum like a Fierce Tiger Descending Mountain. His long saber whistled through the air as he chopped and slashed.
The heavy long saber transitioned from a chop to a sweeping slice, moving with an ethereal lightness. The ferocious Sword Momentum even carried a strange, artistic flair.
"Not bad!"
Zhu Ju raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise on his face.
It was rare to see an inconspicuous roadside robber who had cultivated his Saber Technique to the point of having an artistic flair.
Among the Zhu Mansion's guards, he would have been one of the very best.
'A pity!'
'Such a fine man, so why become a thief?'
Shaking his head gently, his figure flickered and he closed the distance.
