Chapter 418 Lan Ziyi

With a single slash, Lu Ye's right arm, which wielded the saber, swelled and turned sour, while the skin on his entire right arm became as red as cooked shrimp shell, emitting billows of hot steam.

His entire right arm was sore and swollen, trembling uncontrollably.

Lu Ye opened and closed his fist many times in succession before his right arm slowly began to recover.

Recalling the slash from just now, Lu Ye had a sense of sudden clarity as if parting the clouds to see the moonlight.

His cultivation had always relied on self-effort and fumbling, not knowing what was right and what was wrong. Insights from his third senior brother's saber skill cultivation had undoubtedly shown him a clear path.

A tea time later, Lu Ye felt that his right arm had fully recovered, so he slashed out with the saber just as he had done before.

After four to six hours, Lu Ye switched the saber from his right hand to his left and continued practicing.