"Flaw... You actually claim that Sword Twenty-Three has flaws... Flaw?"
Faced with Jiang Dali's calm and smiling words, the Sword Saint felt a wave of irritation in his heart, his already shaken spirit fluctuating violently again, glaring at Jiang Dali yet unable to refute him.
Of course, he knew Jiang Dali was right.
But this accurate statement was also the greatest mistake, a form of strictness.
Because Sword Twenty-Three inherently has no flaws, it is naturally perfect, leaving no openings for anyone to exploit.
Jiang Dali speaks of flaws, but these flaws cannot be considered flaws, as they cannot be broken by ordinary strength.
Imagine someone being restrained physically, spiritually, and mentally, how could they possibly form strong resistance?
