Chapter 0267: What Kind of Tea is This?

"How is it possible? How could you possess such formidable inner strength!" Shi Wanwang's face was as pale as paper, his eyes filled with disbelief as he stared at the dozen water swords behind Chu Ge.

He felt like a climber who, thinking he had reached the summit after exhaustive efforts, looked up only to realize he had just reached the mid-mountain!

"It's not about the robustness of the inner strength, but the control and utilization of one's inner strength," Chu Ge sighed lightly. "Had I not temporarily grasped the Sword Intent left behind by Uncle Jian and some other insights, that swirling vortex earlier might have already reduced me to bones and dust!"

As Chu Ge spoke, his tone carried a hint of melancholy.

It had to be said that he had been overly indolent before, but this duel with Shi Wanwang had served as a wake-up call.

At this moment, Chu Ge finally felt a desire named ambition for power!