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Anything that was fought over and passed back and forth like a cat playing with a mouse, without ever being eaten, would eventually develop the feeling of wanting to live but being unable to, and wanting to die but being unable to. Thus, the two martial sisters had grown tired of making the sword move. It figured that no matter how it tried to escape, the two sisters would catch it and play with it for a while in the end, so it resigned itself to its fate with remarkable intelligence and stood upright in the exact center of the martial arena!
The sight immediately left the spectators torn between laughter and tears. Senior Brother Hai, however, felt a sense of shared misery and said, "It's much more fun this way. Even the sword has it this hard—how much better off am I? Look at how difficult it is to be my martial uncle. In any case, this sword understands me best!"
"The sword is planning to let either of them choose it now. Otherwise, it wouldn't have resigned itself to standing in the center." Jiang Han shook his head with a smile.
Xijun, standing nearby, also said, "Big Brother, there's only one sword. Surely the two of them aren't going to split it in half? They have to fight it out and seize the right to choose the sword, don't they?"
"Yes. It looks like the martial sisters will have to fight another spell battle after all. In the end, only the strong deserve to own this Pure Jun Sword." The spirit of the Pure Jun Sword must have approved of their mastery of the Yin-Yang School's arts, which was why it believed either of them could become its master. All that was missing was a simple acknowledgment