Chapter 5272 Sword Championship
- “Your foundation is solid, but your sword technique relies too much on explosive eruptions of spiritual energy. A true swordsman needs a touch of gracefulness.”
- Each afternoon, Corin awaited him inside the narrow bamboo lodge. He never once rose to demonstrate. Instead, he reclined on a low bamboo couch, fingers roaming the length of a pitch-black wooden sword, and pointed out Jared's flaws with a casual nod or a single tap of the wooden blade.
- “Look at this old bamboo,” Corin remarked, “When the wind comes, it bows; when the wind fades, it straightens. It looks fragile, yet its strength is hidden in its bend. A sword should be the same. Steel breaks if it stays hard too long. Mix hardness with grace and you can slice, coil, deflect—maintain control of the battle.”