"I was right. This boy really condensed his Sword Intent so early."
Elder Hua mumbled in astonishment while looking at the first arena from the shadows.
'So, my sense didn't lie to me. Just…it seems my test backfired badly.'
He thought while looking at the unconscious figure of Wu Zhen beside him with bitterness.
Surprisingly, Wu Zhen's dantian now no longer seemed to leak like before. Instead, it was healing rapidly, as if he used some rare treasure.
'Sigh…if only he weren't so ruthless. I might have suggested him as a disciple of Elder Jianhong. He might even become a core disciple in the future, but now…'
Elder Hua sighed and shook his head, letting those thoughts fade completely.
To be honest, when Zhiran subtly used his Sword Qi earlier while watching the match between Mo Tianyu and Liang Feng, Elder Hua sensed a faint intent from afar.
However, he wasn't sure since that was just too absurd.
