In the empty hall, the two faced each other.
Su Lin saw his second uncle, Su Qi, bring out that iconic conical great sword, and knew this meant his opponent was serious.
Both Grandpa and Uncle Su's weapons were custom-made.
Grandpa's great sword was as heavy as a mountain, resembling a door panel;
whereas Uncle's conical great sword was sharp at the top and wide at the bottom.
Both weapons reached a length of two meters, a full forty centimeters longer than the 1.6-meter-long saber Su Lin held.
Longer means stronger.
Just from the weapons, Su Lin was already at a disadvantage.
But Su Qi's intention was clear—to use the pressure of actual combat to force Su Lin into that profound state!
Su Qi's great sword shook, and the hall instantly was swept by howling winds!
His eyes were like lightning, and without a word, he struck first!
The great sword came down with the force of ocean waves crashing against the shore!
