The Nine-nine silk string chessboard vanished without a sound, leaving everyone even more astonished.
"To send and withdraw at will—Luo Bu's control over this move has already reached the limit!" Zuoqiu Heng's expression grew increasingly solemn.
Shangguan Yunyi's voice trembled slightly. "With just Five Strings Eighty‑One Kills he could easily defeat Chou Jiu. This Luo Bu… is he really only a second‑grade Commandery Prince?"
"You can't put it like that." Zuoqiu Heng shook his head. "You can only say that Luo Bu has changed the Upper Realm's killing style. If the prodigies in the same realm as him don't change along with it, they'll definitely be targeted and end up in utter defeat!"
Only Luo Zhou, who had cultivated this move before, was filled with doubt inside.
"That Nine-nine silk string chessboard you just laid down—was it fake?"
The three Commandery Princes who had once more fallen in behind Xie Tian all felt dizzy when they heard this.
Fake?
