In the bamboo forest, when Lu Xun's fingertips touched the wooden sword of his second senior sister, the little sword within his Sword Heart began to react violently!
Its reaction was far more intense than that of the previous two swords!
"Bang ——!"
This time it was not the wooden sword that flew out, but Lu Xun himself!
Lu Xun: "#%*#**…!"
The wooden sword of Second Senior Sister was still floating in the air, not moving at all.
Clearly, the little sword inside Lu Xun's Sword Heart could not yet shake it!
Now, a serious problem was before Lu Xun:
"It seems like these hands of mine can't hold a sword anymore!"
Should he try using his feet, then?
He then burst out laughing at his own ridiculous idea.
Mao Nanbei was originally concerned about this bizarre situation, worrying for his little junior brother. After all, being in this state, she had a responsibility as well.
