The enormous sound from the great hall naturally alarmed the imperial guards outside. Hurried footsteps sounded, and several tens of silver-armored guards entered in single file, and said with faces full of worry: “Princess, are you alright?”
“I’m fine, all of you can leave.” Lan Xueruo said as she cast a sidelong glance.
“But…” The head guard looked at the shattered ground, as well as Yun Che and Ling Jie, who were both grasping weapons, and revealed a deeply alert expression.
“LEAVE!” Lan Xueruo’s voice suddenly became more imposing: “Without my order, no matter how great the commotion is later, you may not enter.”
“Yes!” The head guard hurriedly bowed his head, and brought his men out.
“As expected of the rumoured heavy sword that weighs one thousand nine hundred fifty kilograms, no matter its strength or imposing aura, they’re both eye-opening.” Ling Yun praised sincerely. Ling Jie’s early strike looked extremely simple and ordinary, but he was fully aware of the amount of sword force and resolve brought about by that one strike. For someone at the third level of the True Profound Realm to block that attack, could basically be called a miracle.
“Hmph, he’s indeed a little bit stronger than I imagined him to be… But, it’s only a little.” Ling Jie turned up his nose, and his face had a look of disdain. “For that earlier strike, I simply did a casual wave of my sword. As for my next strike, you will definitely~~ definitely~~ definitely~ not be able to block it!”