The only reason Gu Bei could comprehend it was because he’d been in contact with Nie Li for a while now, and he’d been subconsciously affected by Nie Li’s aura. Furthermore, Gu Bei’s insights towards the sword had surpassed Long Tianming’s.
Everyone had something they specialised in. But there weren’t many people who could surpass Gu Bei in terms of the way of swords.
Just when Nie Li took the word from Qin Yue, Yan Yang’s voice suddenly stopped him. “Wait!”
Everyone in the side chamber looked at Yan Yang in puzzlement. He looked a little dazed. What was wrong with him? Yan Yang had been rather uncommunicative ever since he entered this side chamber; he hadn’t spoken many words. To suddenly call out to Nie Li was rather unexpected for everyone.
His brows were knitted tightly.
When Yan Yang first looked at that “sword”, he had a peculiar feeling. When he concentrated, he realised that the word contained boundless profundity. Only after a long while of brow-knitting and pondering could he sense the overflowing Dao intent raging at him, trying to devour him whole.
The more Yan Yang pondered over this word, the more shocked he became. To think a youth could have such insight on sword intent! Compared to this supreme Dao intent, his Go piece earlier was far too inferior!
Yan Yang was immersed in that boundless sword intent. The more he thought on it, the more potential he found in the word’s sword intent. He was a tiny drop of seawater in the vast ocean of the universe.
Under the bewildered eyes of the crowd, Yan Yang deeply inhaled and looked at Nie Li. Originally, he thought that his own Dao was enough to completely suppress any expert of his own generation. But now that he looked upon this word, he realised that there was always another sky beyond the sky. There would always be someone stronger!
Nie Li was so young, but he already had such frighteningly deep insights towards sword intent.
After Yan Yang called out to Nie Li, he fixed his gaze on that word.
Long Tianming couldn’t help frowning at Yan Yang’s expression. Could that word in Nie Li’s hand really contain some profundity? Long Tianming turned towards the stage and wrinkled his brows, also trying to glean something from it.
Mingyue Wushuang’s eyes were also fixed on the word in Nie Li’s hands. She couldn’t comprehend as much as Yan Yang could, but she also realised that this word contained some profundity. She sensed that this word contained sword intent that was deep like the sea; but when she tried to take a closer look, she couldn’t enter it.
The geniuses gathered in the side chamber noticed the expressions of those three, and were shocked as they turned back to the word in Nie Li’s hands. Could there really be something profound within it? Otherwise, those three wouldn’t show such expressions.
Yan Yang blankly stared at the calligraphy in silence.
At this, Nie Li understood that Yan Yang was already immersed in the word’s profound sword intent.