He Tianming was sent flying, his Heart Spirit dazed. He was utterly crestfallen, unable to recover from the blow for a long time.
On the high platform, Sect Leader Yuan swept his arm, pulling He Tianming to his side.
"Lian Shuang's Swordsmanship is transcendent, reaching a realm where she can strike at will. She has even comprehended a profound Sword Dao Mystical. She is not someone an ordinary person can oppose. It's only natural that you lost this time," Elder He said to He Tianming from the high platform, hoping to guide the younger man.
Otherwise, if He Tianming was unable to recover from this setback, it would be a waste of a promising talent.
"How can she be that strong?" Even after landing on the high platform, He Tianming's eyes remained fixed on Lian Shuang on the battle stage below.
This defeat had clearly become an obsession for him.
"Perhaps she's one of those legendary prodigies," said Elder He.
