"Wow, Brother Su won! His saber technique is so cool!" Li Ningcai's face lit up with excitement. She turned to Gu Changfeng beside her and said, "Changfeng, you should hurry up and learn the saber!"
Gu Changfeng scratched his head helplessly, offering no reply. All of his talent was concentrated in his physical body, leaving his brain somewhat lacking. When it came to sabers, spears, swords, or halberds... he was completely clueless about all of them. He had tried them one by one in the past, but none felt as satisfying as a simple slap.
Up in the VIP seats, the three True Dragon Seed Candidates had varied reactions.
Zhao Qingyue scoffed coldly, his expression somewhat ugly. He had repeatedly asserted that Su Yu would lose, only for Su Yu to turn the tables every single time. For an expert like him, it was no different from a public slap in the face.
He thought, "I hope you don't run into me, kid. Otherwise, I will definitely teach you a lesson."
