Young Master Aochen’s flying sword struck down at Chen Xuan’s fingers in a flash.
An instant later, a dazzling, blinding light erupted where the sword met his fingers.
After a few seconds, the crowd opened their eyes again, their faces filled with shock. Chen Xuan had actually used only two fingers to catch the flying sword mid-strike. The blade, caught firmly between his fingers, was unable to move an inch; its light flickered erratically as if it were struggling in agony.
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