C70 Gale Sword will and the past

Yang Ying's sword thrust forward effortlessly, reviving the Gale Sword Arts he hadn't wielded in ages with a natural grace. His blade became the eye of the storm.

With each swing, a gale howled past him, sweeping into the distance. The techniques of the Gale Sword Arts had evolved, feeling distinct from his past repertoire. It was as if his swordplay had become one with the surrounding winds