Chapter 165

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Tang Chuyi couldn’t help but exclaim, “Can’t you see it? Can’t you feel it?”

“What’s going on, Old Tang…”

Meng Huo Ying was genuinely puzzled and couldn’t see what the fuss was about.

At that moment, Ye Wushuang had already executed the second move.

The sword struck like thunder, its momentum so powerful and imposing that it even elicited a deep, resonant roar. And as the sword energy erupted, it seemed to radiate a kind of sentience.

At this point, Meng Huo Ying’s expression changed, and he exclaimed in disbelief, “A seed of sword intent!!!”

“No, it’s not!” Tang Chuyi firmly grasped Meng Huo Ying’s wrist and said, “It’s not just a seed of sword intent—it’s a seed that has already sprouted. This is the realm of subtle sword intent!”

Upon hearing this, Meng Huo Ying’s face changed even more dramatically.

Sword intent… subtle?

This had to be a joke, right?

The young man was only sixteen years old—how could he possibly have achieved such a level?

Sword intent was the ultimate goal pursued by all swordsmen, and reaching this state could significantly enhance a swordsman’s power.

A seed of sword intent merely meant catching a glimpse of the threshold of sword intent.

But to truly enter the subtle realm meant touching the essence of sword intent.

The levels of sword intent were divided into four major stages:

Subtle!

Minor Accomplishment!

Major Accomplishment!

Perfection!

It could be said that within the entire territory of the Qingyun Empire, there were countless warriors, with swordsmen making up the vast majority.

However, among them, not even one in ten thousand swordsmen might reach the seed of sword intent.

And those who comprehended the subtle realm of sword intent were even rarer—one in a hundred thousand swordsmen, if that.

As for the minor and major accomplishment stages, they were pitifully few, achievable only by swordsmen at the Yuanfu or even Tiangang realms.

And as for perfection… it seemed that currently, there wasn’t a single swordsman in the entire Qingyun Empire who had reached the level of perfect sword intent.

In the past, there had indeed been such peerless swordsmen within the Qingyun Empire.

One was Ye Wentian, the ancestor of the Ye clan.

But for five hundred years, there had been no news of another swordsman reaching the level of perfect sword intent.

The crucial point was not only that Ye Wushuang had comprehended the subtle realm of sword intent but also that he was so young.

At this moment, if it weren’t for Old Tang’s declaration of Ye Wushuang’s subtle sword intent, even witnessing it with his own eyes, Meng Huo Ying would have thought it was absurd.

However, Old Tang was not only a Yuanfu elder within Qingyun Academy but also a renowned swordsman who had achieved major accomplishment in sword intent.

His words carried weight and were undoubtedly true.

This Ye Wushuang was truly a genius.

This recruitment had truly unearthed a gem.

At this moment, Ye Wushuang had already reached the final move of his performance.

With a single sword strike, the changes of the four seasons seemed to be encapsulated within it.

In that instant, everyone seemed to witness the drizzle of spring, the startling thunder of summer, the desolate winds of autumn, and the snow-covered landscape of winter, all flashing before their eyes in a split second.

Ye Wushuang sheathed his sword and stood before the Jiu Tian Yuan Yang Mirror.

At this moment, the surroundings were utterly silent.

Everyone was still immersed in Ye Wushuang’s performance, unable to break free from its spell.

If Qin Hao’s performance had been beautiful, Ye Wushuang’s was beautiful… and perfect!

No!

It was more than perfect.

It was beyond perfection.

In fact, many felt that compared to Ye Wushuang’s performance, the one by the Qingyun Academy disciple at the Meridian Condensation realm earlier seemed several times less impressive.

This was a very real sensation!

For a moment, everyone stared at the Jiu Tian Yuan Yang Mirror in astonishment.

The rating would surely be “Born a Sage,” wouldn’t it?

And it might even be a higher level of “Born a Sage” than Qin Hao’s.

After all, just by observing the two performances, Ye Wushuang’s was truly… not only flawless but also irresistibly praiseworthy!