This... He'd seen three swords at once?
The laboratory fell unusually quiet. Professor Fu's explanation seemed so far beyond the norm that the attendees couldn't make sense of it.
"He saw three swords pointing at those three spots at the same time?"
As they exchanged bewildered looks, Liu Shuang tried to imagine the scene.
At the end of the day, it was only an illusion. One strike contained several different feints, but that was still a far cry from three swords.
So the target had actually seen different futures?
"Mm... You could describe it that way."
To everyone's astonishment, Professor Fu thought it over briefly, then actually nodded in confirmation.
"Then how did he know to grab the one pointed at his forehead? Surely he didn't have three hands?"
As a swordswoman, Liu Shuang was undoubtedly more shaken. Wen Li took over the conversation and, following that line of thought, continued with her question.
So this was the so-called curse of knowledge. Compared to Liu Shuang, Wen Li had gotten her head around it pretty quickly.
With a sigh to himself, Fu Qian finally lowered his hand, letting the tip of the Sword in the Stone slowly withdraw.
"Three hands grab for three swords, and the moment they make contact, only the one in front of you remains. That's certainly a classic scene—fortunately, ours isn't that boring."
Casually describing the scene Wen Li had mentioned, Fu Qian held his palm out toward the two women so they could see the shape of the wound.
Now that he was no longer deliberately suppressing its recovery, the fresh granulation tissue was showing astonishing vitality, swaying with every movement.
"First, all three swords are real. Then, I just know that at that moment, I can reach out and grab that one."
That