"Crack!"
After swinging the wooden sword a hundred times, Gu Sheng's wooden weapon finally shattered upon contact with the wooden stake.
Throughout those hundred swings, Gu Sheng continuously attempted to reduce his strength. It was only now that he finally managed to control his power within a range the wooden sword could endure.
Although even doing so merely allowed the wooden sword to last until it touched the stake without leaving the slightest trace on it, Gu Sheng did not walk away empty-handed. At the very least, his control over his own strength had significantly improved.
After breaking another hundred wooden swords in succession, Gu Sheng stopped and plunged into deep thought.
He had clearly moderated his strength to a level the wooden sword could bear, yet the weapon still shattered the moment it struck the stake. Moreover, he had no inkling whatsoever of sword momentum (剑势).
"Sword momentum..."
