Yun Chujiu’s interest quickly shifted to the swordsmanship practiced by the outer sect disciples. She sighed in her heart. As expected of the nameless sword sect that specialized in swordsmanship. This swordsmanship... What the F * ck!
Yun chujiu curled her lips in disdain. In her opinion, the swordsmanship of these outer sect disciples was flashy and unreal. It was far inferior to her chicken slaughtering swordsmanship!
However, it was not that there were no redeeming points. Occasionally, one or two moves would be used for reference.
This fellow was puzzled. The moves that old man Ouyang used that day could be said to be extremely exquisite. Why were the sword techniques that these outer sect disciples learned so poor?