The moment he set out his sword, many warriors near the battlefield were a little throbbing, terrified and confused.

Without any warning, the sword they were wearing trembled, as if they were about to leave the scabbard and merge into Xu Hao's sword move. When they saw that the people around them were also moving, they were even more shocked.

At the VIP seat, a big man's face changed drastically, and even shouted in surprise: "It's the sword force, it's the sword force. This kid actually realized the sword force!"

The audience was suddenly in an uproar.

In the entire Hanzhou area, not many people understand the sword power.

What's more, most of them are older martial artists who have practiced swords for many years, but they did not expect that Xu Hao could actually realize the sword power that many older people could not understand.

This is the sword force that many swordsmen dream of, and it was actually understood by a young man!

At this moment, even the big guy at the VIP seat had to show a shocking look.

Some people even noticed that even the dead wood warrior's eyelids were squirming. Although they did not open and wait and see, they were shocking enough.

"No, he has not truly understood the sword force yet, he can only be regarded as a half-step sword force."

At the VIP seat, a man in gray was sitting upright. While surprised, he also shook his head.

Beside him, the old white-bearded man, whom Xu Hao had met in Tongxuan's tomb, asked in confusion: "Half-step sword force?"

Although he is a martial artist in the Spirit Gathering Realm, he is mainly immersed in the field of tomb robbers and does not know much about sword power.

The man in gray said lightly: "I am a sword cultivator. I have been practicing swords for fifty years. Three years ago, when I was in the martial arts world, I received guidance from an old swordsman. I was fortunate to understand the essence of the sword. Last year, I realized the real swordsman, which was a wonderful artistic conception like a broken mountain and river."

After hearing this, many of the big names at the VIP seats were respectful to him.

A warrior who has comprehended the sword power cannot judge it by common sense, and his combat power will inevitably be very terrifying.

At the same time, many big shots were filled with emotion. It took nearly fifty years for the man in gray to realize the sword force, but the young man on the stage had achieved this at the age of fifteen or sixteen.

Another genius!

Originally, Meng Zhen was able to comprehend the half-step sword force, which was enough to surprise them.

However, unexpectedly, another genius who has mastered the half-step sword power has emerged, and he is even younger.

It’s true that everyone has talented people.

"Okay, OK, OK!"

Old Huangya said three good words happily, and the joy on his face was even more uncontrollable.

The other big figures beside him were a little funny. The young man who had understood the half-step sword power did not show his ecstasy and lost his composure.

The surprise words of the crowd did not affect the battle between the two on the battlefield.

The eyes of the audience gathered at where they were.

So much so that the battles on other battle platforms were automatically ignored by them and became somewhat overshadowed.

Xu Hao condensed his sword force and squeezed forward. In the erosion of Zhao Youran's sword force like rain, he forced a field to open up. When the cold sword light that assassinated towards him arrived near Xu Hao, it melted like snow and fire.

"I, Xu Hao, have the half-step sword force."

Xu Hao was ecstatic.

Suddenly, he decisively killed his sword, combined with the sword force, drew out a sword light of four or five meters long, waved it away, and cut open the white cold wind sword light.

At the battle platform, the storm is surging...
Chapter completed!