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It was undeniable that when faced with life and death threats, people indeed tended to unleash more of their potential.

That short but intense Sword Dao battle had given him many different experiences and insights.

”This is indeed a fight worth treasuring,” Song Que sighed deeply, moved by the encounter as he looked up at the Heavenly Vault and slowly sheathed the Daffodil Treasure Saber in his hand.

Everyone was shocked.

They wondered what Song Que’s move meant.

Could it be that he was about to surrender and admit defeat?

But they heard Song Que look at Jiang Dali with a sense of emotion and say, ”Master Jiang, although your Saber Skill is simple and direct, with flaws everywhere that seem ready to be exploited at any moment,

the moment I break through your Saber Skill, my own moves will also be exposed.

I have never encountered such a situation.

Your Saber Skill has reached a Realm of receiving moves while forgetting them, and in forgetting them, retaining them.

It is like the Butcher who dissects the ox, not because the ox ceases to exist, but because he has reached the Realm where the whole ox is unseen.

After mastering the ox, forget the ox; after mastering the technique, forget the technique.

Thus, the most important aspect of wielding a saber is the Sword Intent. But if there is intention, it only falls into being traceable; if it is unintentional, then it dissipates. The key is to find the balance between intention and lack of intention.

Your Saber Skill is merely paired with your attacking strategy, this is the Way of using people to control the saber, and this Way has progressed from having techniques to a Realm without techniques.”

Jiang Dali coldly said, ”You’ve said so much, now I ask you, what is having technique, and what is having no technique?”

Song Que smiled leisurely, ”Having technique is the level of the Earth Realm, whereas having no technique is the level of the Heavenly Realm. Within technique lies the implication of no technique, and within no technique lies the implication of technique: it represents the highest level where heaven, earth, and man merge into one.

Only a human can connect heaven and earth, reaching the state of having no technique within technique, and having technique within no technique.”

Jiang Dali suddenly shook his head with cold arrogance.

In his Heartless Extreme State, he was even more calm and rational, even eerily so, reaching a merciless state.

He coldly said, ”Why must humans necessarily connect with heaven and earth? If you follow heaven, what could happen if I opposed heaven?”

Song Que was stunned.

He had never heard such an audacious and startling statement from the mouth of any Heavenly Human Realm powerhouse before.

But now, these words were uttered by the person before him, and for a moment he was caught in Divine Loss, filled with all kinds of contradictions and questions. Cold sweat poured out and he nearly lost his composure, verging on going berserk.

Just then, a sudden shout of ”Hey” from Jiang Dali jolted Song Que awake.

”You’ve sheathed your saber, do you admit defeat, or do you wish to fight again?”

Song Que’s eyes narrowed, and he immediately gathered his scattered thoughts, inwardly exclaiming at the close call.

Just now his words came from both his heart and his own principles, little imagining that he would go from discussing Saber Skill to debating the Way with Jiang Dali, arguing their respective philosophies.

As a result, he was actually shaken by the shocking and unconventional Way of Jiang Dali, disturbing his own Way.

If the Way is startled, it will waver, falter, and even become lost, leading one to disaster.

Even someone like Song Que felt a chill at the risks involved.

He fortified his Belief and suddenly looked at Jiang Dali, his right hand swiftly moving behind his back.

There, bound and resembling a strip of cloth, was a saber.

The instant his palm reached for it, it exploded with a bang, the cloth tearing apart into tatters.

Song Que grasped the ancient and exceptionally Weighty treasure sword’s hilt, inch by inch drawing the blade from its sheath, making a ”swooshing” sound.

His eyes gradually narrowed, like the Sword Light in a jeweled box, he stared at Jiang Dali with a sharp glint: ”The heavens have their principles, and objects have their nature. My strike, then, is the blade of heaven’s principles and objects’ nature, it is the true Heavenly Blade!”

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