"This... how is this possible?!"

Qin Jue stared at the utterly illogical scene before him, his face showing shock and confusion for the first time. He couldn't understand why his sword rain, which was enough to cover the entire ring, would "coincidentally" collide with itself at the last moment.

"Coincidence, it must be a coincidence!" he gritted his teeth, attributing everything to Lin Changsheng's damn defiance of fate with his "luck."

"I refuse to believe your luck can always be this good!"