Lin Yi couldn't help but smile-others might not know if Liu Ziyu was agreeing or mocking Sima Zhongxiao, but Lin Yi definitely knew!
"Your Majesties, please excuse my embarrassment!"
Sima Zhongxiao cupped his fists and drew a sword flower, then started to move around.
While he was dancing, he was also reciting a long poem about swordsmen that was widely spread on the sub Island. The two complemented each other and brought out the best in each other.
The dazzling sword light quickly turned into a ball of light, wrapping around Sima Zhongxiao as he dodged around. The poem he recited maintained a steady rhythm and rhythm, without any flaws.
It was as fast as a Dragon and as agile as a Swan!
Lin Yi had to admit that Sima Zhongxiao's sword dance was of a very high standard. In terms of performance alone, it was pleasing to the eye.
Of course, in a battle, Lin Yi could kill ten of them with one slap.
"Alright!"
