Ning Shuhong left the pond, raised her hand, and beckoned; the Longsword flew back into her hand. Without a moment's hesitation, she shook her head and said, "I absolutely can't beat it."
Lu Wei glanced at Qun Fei, then picked up his sword and walked out, jumping onto the pond: "Let me try."
On the surface of the pond immediately appeared a similar illusion. Lu Wei smiled at it, but his eyes slightly narrowed. After a moment, his wrist relaxed, and the tip of his sword lightly touched the surface of the lake.
"Come." Lu Wei said.
Many people couldn't clearly see it, and the sound of a clash rang out on the surface of the pond. A gray shadow hovered behind Lu Wei in the air, like a kite sparrow, Lu Wei arched his arm and blocked the blow with his sword.
And after Lu Wei had intercepted this sword, the rhythm of the Swordplay Chess visibly slowed down so that almost everyone could see clearly.
