However, Wan Shanhai soon felt that something was wrong. Even though his sword intent had reached the first level, he could not fight with his disciples with such ease.
Compared to Li Qingyan and Yue, his disciples were completely tied up and beaten.
Even though his disciples sparred with him many times, their actual combat ability improved very slowly.
After half a day, there were indeed some disciples whose strength had improved, but the margin of improvement was very small.
"Forget it! The results aren't that good!"
Seeing this, Wan Shanhai could not help but sigh deeply.
Ye Xuan was not only a monster, but his disciples were too.
He could not be compared to Ye Xuan, and his disciples could not be compared to Yue and Li Qingyan either.
What could he do? How could he compete?
Time flew by, and soon five days had passed.