Who knew that it hadn't been long since they took note when Su Sheng's longsword suddenly sped up, not only in hand, but his steps quickened too, instantly transforming into a blur of sword shadows.
At this moment, it wasn't just Zeng Ni and Zijun, even Lan Yuling, although able to see clearly, was unable to understand and remember anymore, her thoughts couldn't catch up, let alone think about stealing the technique.
"You come!"
Su Sheng suddenly stood still, pointing his sword at Lan Yuling. He still hadn't snapped out of his own thoughts, but he could sense there was a sword master nearby, someone familiar, yet he couldn't recall who it was at the moment and decided not to dwell on it.
At that moment, there was nothing but the sword in his hand; nothing else mattered.
"If you want to come, try your sword."
