Clang!
A clear hum echoed. Two swords emerged from Lu Angzhou's back, blooming into a silver sword flower midair before quietly landing at his feet.
Approximately three meters above the ground, one sword hovered beneath him while the other flew in front of him. He stepped down with his left foot as if treading on a staircase.
Step by step, he moved with composure, as serene as a celestial being descending from heaven, leaving the disciples below in awe and exclamation.
"Wow, Senior Brother's sword control is so exquisite. This is incredible, truly worthy of Senior Brother! He must have already surpassed the third realm of intent!"
"What an exaggerated technique; controlling a sword like this, Senior Brother Lu's style is unparalleled." Countless admiring gazes followed his descent.
Lu Angzhou raised his sword-like brows and scanned the group of disciples with smiling eyes.
