A variety of discussions continued throughout the hall. Many only had words of ridicule.
Everyone’s eyes fell onto Yan Yang, Mingyue Wushuang, and Long Tianming. Ultimately, it was up to the three of them to evaluate this word. If the three of them couldn’t even sense any Dao intent from it, then Nie Li really would be a laughing stock.
Long Tianming lightly smiled, “Junior Brother Nie Li’s word is indeed very well-written. In terms of calligraphy, it has reached great heights. However, I couldn’t sense any traces of Dao intent from it. In that regard, the “love” written earlier was better.”
After Long Tianming’s words, the crowd couldn’t help inwardly thinking that Nie Li was deliberately trying to be mysterious. Even Long Tianming couldn’t sense any Dao intent. That proved that it was just an ordinary word.
Nie Li never wanted Long Tianming to comprehend the supreme sword intent from his word. When he heard Long Tianming’s words, he breathed out a sigh of relief from his heart and smiled. “Indeed, this is just ordinary calligraphy. Since Senior Brother Long and everyone else couldn’t sense anything from it, then forget about it. I’ll take this word of mine away!”