re had been several who failed to cross the tribulation, and most of them were stronger than him.There are those who rejoice and those who grieve, but the ones who grieve are those who have yet to und..."A few ironwood thistles What use are they to stop us" Before Ziyue Zhenwu had awakened, Lian Yue's eagerness to prove himself had already caused Lu Xia Tian displeasure. At this moment, eager to make a show of strength, before anyone else could act, Lian Yue drew his sword and slashed at the ironwood thistles with several swift strikes.

Here we go...

The flying sword struck the ironwood thorns, producing a sound like metal clashing against stone. With one strike, it could only cleave through two or three of the ironwood thorns.

The faces of the crowd changed. While a few ironwood caltrops weren't very powerful, further away, shadows came crashing down in droves.

Please note: I translated "rely sure himself.Let me know if you'd like me to translate anything else!What it's called doesn't really matter. Let's just call it Wuxiang Xuanhuo for now. Lu Xia Tian had a slight smile on his face...