Lee Mengxi cleared his mind of all distractions and took a step forward, speaking with admiration.
He understood the strength of Lin Zheyu's aura; it wasn't very strong, appearing just newly initiated.
It was still far from achieving Great Success and evolving into True Intent.
Lin Zheyu was able to withstand the terrifying Sword Intent Suppression and climb up to here purely by relying on a strong spiritual will.
"Mr. Lee, you flatter me."
"This time, I lost the match; reaching here is already my limit."
Lin Zheyu shook his head.
The corners of his mouth slightly twitched, revealing a faint smile.
Here, he constantly endured the crushing pressure of the terrifying sword intent.
His spiritual will was under tremendous pressure at all times.
The operation of the Turtle Breath Skill required spiritual control.
Whether it was concealing one's breath or changing one's appearance, it required spending spiritual energy to maintain.
