Four flying swords danced and shimmered over the cold pond, their bright sword light flashing as they surrounded and attacked a fluttering silver leaf.
Despite the surging sword light, the overflowing sword aura, and the howling sword wind,
the silver leaf, like a butterfly moving with the wind, circled and floated aimlessly, twisting and turning, elusive and unpredictable. Even with the fierce sword aura, it didn't touch a single bit of the leaf.
Instead, after only two or three moves of encirclement, the slowest sword, Fa Gui, and the less nimble Bi Tian, were successively stuck by the silver leaf, adhered to their blades, and shamefacedly returned to their sword cases on their own.
Jin Jiao Bai Xing did hold out for three or five more rounds, but once its speed slowed down, it too was rubbed by the silver leaf and conceded defeat.
'Xuantian Sword Intent, not too shabby, lower ninth rank, at least it's ranked.'
