After Xiaohu and Xiaopang came over to greet him, they also left.
Lin Hui then gripped his longsword, closed his eyes, and prepared to test the power of Boundless Wind Direction.
The first move was originally called Wind Formless. Now that it had evolved into Boundless Wind Direction, its power had surely increased; he now wanted to see by how much.
SWISH!
He suddenly swung the sword in his right hand, creating more than a dozen afterimages of the blade that fanned out before quickly converging again, forming what looked like a large, inverted silver flower bud.
The next moment, the bud burst open.
A glint of cold light shot from its center, stabbing deep into the ground.
It left a hole in the ground, half a meter deep and as wide as the blade.
It looked as if he had simply thrust the sword into the ground at an angle.
'It doesn't seem any different from before...?' Lin Hui's brow knitted. He crouched down to observe it closely.
