But Lin Qi unexpectedly shifted her gaze to Chu Jiucheng. "You and I will have another sword duel. The loser leaves."
Li Zhi was slightly stunned, then clicked his tongue twice, thinking that Lin Qi was truly shrewd.
He had joined the struggle for the Sword Heart purely to help Chu Jiucheng.
But if Lin Qi and Chu Jiucheng made an agreement that Chu Jiucheng would leave if he lost, was a Saber Cultivator like him supposed to remain here and continue fighting over the Sword Heart?
Clearly, everyone else had also seen through Lin Qi's little scheme.
It was not some profound strategy, but neither Yun Shuang nor Feng Lin dared make such a demand.
Competing in swordsmanship with Chu Jiucheng, the Sword Prince whose name resounded across the Five Continents, was simply seeking death.
Everyone had thought Chu Jiucheng would agree without hesitation. Unexpectedly, after a brief moment of thought, he refused.
"No."
Lin Qi was somewhat disappointed. Smiling, she said, "Fellow Daoist Chu has learned to weigh the pros and cons too."
Chu Jiucheng sighed. "Let's fight together instead."
As they spoke, Feng Lin, the cultivator from the Eastern Continent, was the first to attack.
Yun Shuang and Cheng Shiyuan followed closely behind, with Li Zhi and Chu Jiucheng entering last.
Lin Qi... was still watching from the shore.
The once-calm pool instantly boiled, five auras crashing together and raising towering waves.
Beneath the lake's surface, the water gradually began to churn as well, as though some force were about to burst forth.
The five people who had been locked in battle were also startled. Sensing danger, they immediately retreated.
At the same time, three long swords of differing shapes shot out of the water in the blink of an eye, dragging splashing currents behind them.
Lin