In the courtyard.
As night fell, the bright moon gradually hung high, Jiang Ning immersed himself in the joy of practicing the sword.
Each time he practiced the sword technique, the progress of the technique showed a clear growth, and his understanding of the related swordsmanship was also increasing.
This continuous growth and harvest always intoxicated him, filling his heart with more motivation.
While practicing the sword at home, he also constantly tried to control the energy gathered around him.
He let that energy flood out like a mountain torrent, which he found too crude.
If he could restrain it, condense it at one point, the killing power of the final sword would increase exponentially.
Moreover, in this way, when practicing this sword technique, it wouldn't cause the commotion of a mountain flood each time.
With each attempt, he became more adept at controlling this energy.
