After the third attack, Lu Mingshu didn't seem like she wanted to stop. The mystic light on the sword manifested into a dragon and dashed toward Wei Chunqiu quickly.
One, two, three.
"What is she trying to do!?" somebody exclaimed.
In the Seventh Truth Platform tent, Yu Kuang was muttering to himself, "She manifested so many…!"
The more sword-energy was unleashed, the more mystic force required. If one wanted to manifest a large amount of sword-energy, someone would generally have to be at the Spirit Realm.
This could only mean that Lu Mingshu had very good control over her mystic energy; it had to be absolutely meticulous. With good control, she was able to split the sword-energy into finer strings and control them exactly the way she wanted.
"Could I achieve that?" Yu Kuang asked himself.
He weighed it in his heart, and the answer he got was a "No."