Krisha stood frozen on the ground, dazing at the fragmented pieces of her sword scattered on the floor.
Her mind turned blank, unable to believe that her lost came from the result of her sword breaking into many pieces.
She felt quite devastated.
It was her first lost in her first sword fight.
Felix, on the other hand, noticed her reaction and his hysterical expression instantly vanished.
He stared at her with eyes filled with concern.
After a while, he said, "After knowing that you have enveloped your wooden sword with ice energy, I'm confident that by striking the same place multiple times, your sword will break."
Krisha's consciousness finally returned as she gazed at Felix.
Felix smiled bitterly and raised his wooden sword.
He swung it fiercely and suddenly, splinters formed a web-like structure on his wooden sword.
He said, "You really surprised me, Krisha. I changed my mind. I consider you as my rival now."
He beamed a smile at her as he let go of the wooden sword.
