"What... who are you, really?" Chu Tiankuang suppressed the fear in his heart while allowing the greatsword to tremble. He knew that if Chen Fan did not let go, the greatsword would continue to be terrified.
"You lost." Chen Fan ignored Chu Tiankuang's question and merely spoke calmly, yet the Sword Intent within him did not recede, continuing to pressure the greatsword.
The surrounding spectators only saw the battle between the two come to an abrupt halt. Unable to hear their conversation clearly, everyone was puzzled for a moment.
"Could it be... that Chu Tiankuang is deliberately toying with that kid?"
"Rather than believe that a Foundation Establishment Early Stage kid caught Chu Tiankuang's sword with two fingers, I'd rather believe Chu Tiankuang was in a playful mood and deliberately teasing him."
"No, Chu Tiankuang isn't that sort of person. Even if he wanted to toy with someone, he wouldn't let that kid remain completely unscathed." A Seventh Peak disciple shook his head with a solemn expression.
"Hey, listen. That greatsword is crying out."
"There really is a sword cry. It's coming, it's coming—the greatsword must be issuing a challenge, eager to slaughter that kid." Someone revealed an excited expression, practically itching to see the greatsword display its might.
Yet some people frowned slightly and shook their heads. "No, why do I feel like that sword cry is begging for mercy? Is it afraid?"
"Yes, I have that feeling too." Many people nodded in agreement.
But the moment those words fell, they immediately drew disdainful looks from the Seventh Peak disciples and others.
"The greatsword is begging for mercy? Afraid? Heh heh, junior brothers and sisters, that joke isn't funny." A Foundation Establishment Middle Stage Seventh Peak disciple looked at those disciples as though they were fools.
"Do you know