"I've... lost..." Zhong Qingling stared blankly at the sky, mumbling to himself.
Since the great defeat 150 years ago, Zhong Qingling rarely unsheathed his sword again, because up there at Buried Sword Peak, there was no need to draw the sword.
On that peak, what is buried is the sword, as well as the heart.
Thus, this defeat was unexpected, yet inevitable.
"The Sword Heart is like the Human Heart; when the heart decays, how can your sword not be defeated?" Qing Yu slowly walked in front of Zhong Qingling.
Although not a grandmaster in Sword Dao, Qing Yu's martial arts reached profound heights, naturally understanding many principles that are arcane to others.
No matter what the Sword Heart is to others, to Qing Yu, the Sword Heart is the Human Heart; the Human Heart is the Sword Heart, the Sword Heart is the Sword Will, and it is also the heart of other martial arts.
