「Ten days later, at the Su Mansion's Martial Arts Arena.」
The early spring wind was still biting, sweeping a few withered yellow leaves into swirling eddies across the empty Martial Arts Arena.
Su Yu was bare-chested, his lean, powerful muscles gleaming like jade in the morning light.
He held the Mo Yuan Saber, which weighed a hefty one hundred and eight jin. Instead of immediately beginning his practice, he stood quietly with his eyes slightly closed, regulating the rhythm of his breathing.
"HOO... HAA..."
Each breath was accompanied by a powerful rise and fall of his chest, faintly emitting a low, thunderous rumble.
'The mind-ape is pacified, its edge revealed. A single slash to cleanse the world of its filth!'
As he silently recited the Saber Techniques in his mind, the restless mind-ape within him grew incredibly placid.
"Begin!"
Su Yu's eyes snapped open, a sharp glint flashing within them.
