"Hm?" Hong Qinghe felt something chilly on his neck.
At the next moment!
The Frost Sword was on his neck, pressing against it.
"!!!"
Hong Qinghe gasped in shock. He stared at the sword tip in disbelief. "This sword… Didn't I fling it away earlier? When…"
Lou Qianxue smiled. "I abandoned my sword on purpose."
After saying that, she withdrew the sword and jumped off the battle stage.
"…" Hong Qinghe dazedly looked at her back as he mumbled to himself, "You abandoned the sword on purpose? Why did you do that? You! Could it be… Could it be that you tricked me?"
"Huh? She won? That little girl actually won?"
Everyone was puzzled. "Why didn't I understand what happened? What's going on?"
Someone dared to ask An Yuzhi, "Senior Brother An, can you explain this battle to us?"
