A hearty laugh spread across Namgung Se-jin’s face, his eyes softening as he looked at Jeong Yeon-shin.

“Truly bold. I admit my defeat this time.”

“You have shown me the momentum of the Emperor Sword Form. I, too, have gained something from this,” Jeong Yeon-shin replied calmly, implying that the clash was not about determining a winner or loser.

The Emperor Sword Form was a divine technique unlike anything he had encountered before. Had they faced each other directly during the duel, Jeong Yeon-shin might have been forced to concede a step.

“You’ve gained something? I’m curious to see how …