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When Daiyu said that, Tanchun, Zijuan, and Xueyan were all stunned, their mouths hanging open!
They had to remember that when the three of them had watched just now, they'd felt completely lost. Their eyes seemed to understand what they were seeing, and their ears had heard everything, but their minds simply couldn't keep up.
Yet now Daiyu was saying she'd understood it at a glance?
Inevitably, the three of them turned to Lin Daiyu, their expressions mixing shock with disbelief. They clearly weren't willing to believe she'd really learned such an abstruse sword technique just by watching it once.
"Well!"
"Why don't I give it a try?"
Seeing their expressions, Lin Daiyu also found it hard to believe. But after thinking it over, she stepped forward a few paces, steadied herself, and resolutely drew her sword. Following a certain stirring in her heart and a strange feeling, she began to move.
And sure enough!
As her wrist quivered, the sword truly moved just as the older Lin Daiyu in the projection had moved it. The techniques came alive without a trace of awkwardness, and the sword even gave off a faint hum that seemed to pierce straight into the heart.
Then, as Lin Daiyu continued, the sword's momentum seemed to thunder like spring lightning and ripple like the first spring rain. Air stirred within the curtain of swordlight, and beneath the unbroken succession of techniques, it truly surged and spread like endless spring rain—all while Tanchun, Xueyan, and Zijuan stared in astonishment.
Though her power was nothing compared to the Lin Daiyu in the projection, who had moved her sword with such overwhelming force, they could tell that the techniques, the sword intent, and the atmosphere all showed that the Lin Daiyu before them had truly