Clang!
Early in the morning, in the training room by Qionghua Tianglu Lake, the sound of sword practice rang out with a ding-ding-dong-dong.
Last night, Lu Heng had slept soundly, and upon waking up in the morning, he felt very spirited. After breakfast, he came over to start practicing his swordsmanship.
Due to the previous events, having defeated a master swordsman from the Fusang Kijima Shinto stream, it was considered a slap in the face for that school.
If that Sword Saint from Fusang's Kijima Shinto stream wanted to reclaim his honor, it was likely he'd come looking.
However, that Fusang Kijima Shinto stream's Sword Saint had been renowned for a long time and might not actually issue a challenge.
After all, challenging a young person thirty years his junior would look bad, and if he lost, it would look even worse.
No matter if the Kijima Shinto stream's Sect Leader would come to challenge him or not, practicing swordsmanship was definitely the right choice.
