Unexpectedly, Li Qingxue shook her head with a serious expression.
"But this is not right."
"My Innate Sword Body always made me believe that by turning myself into a sword and learning all sword techniques, I could continuously become stronger."
"But after seeing the sword formulas you gave me, husband, I no longer think so."
Her cheeks were still slightly red, but her face was resolute.
"Those techniques are so exquisite that I could never conceive of them nor execute them."
"So, it seems incorrect. I suddenly realized I've been too obsessively focused on techniques."
Li Qingxue paused before continuing, "Husband, in a real fight to the death, there's no need for techniques."
"There's no time to think about so many techniques. It's always about what is convenient and smooth. As long as the sword intent suffices, all moves are techniques."
Xia Feng looked thoughtful: "So, what do you mean?"
