Luo Luo knew that her master lacked experience of xiuxing and fighting. She thought a bit and said, “This…. isn’t normal.”
It was certainly abnormal.
In the square, whether it was Priest Academy or Thirteen Division of Green Light, or the Southern sects such as Mountain Virgin, the elders were getting ready to analyze the details of the battle for their disciples, but how could they know that just as the battle began, Tang Thirty Six would use his strongest sword technique. The result would be out soon.
How would the teachers and elders of the schools and sects even have time to say anything. They could only sigh or be shocked and say nothing.
Xiuxingists rarely use their strongest technique right in the beginning of the battle, not because of temperament but because the strongest technique was the key to victory. Using it meant that the result of battle would be out soon.
Such scene would only occur in battles between people with obvious strength disparities.
Extremely confident elites would use this method or people who were losing and knew they couldn’t win would use the method.
Tang Thirty Six and Qi Jian had similar strengths. Normally, the fight would take much longer.
He didn’t have any reason to take the risk to see the result as the battle began.