A Pre-emptive Move

Who would have thought that all forty-nine True Kang swords would put to a halt when Chen Xiaobei let out a loud shout? 

"How… How is that even possible?"

"I thought Phantom Rain is determined to kill Chen Xiaobei? Why did he stop halfway?"

"I can't believe such powerful attack was put to a complete halt! This is truly unbelievable!"

Everyone in the arena was left in shock. They could not figure out what was going on.

"Disperse!"

Chen Xiaobei then shouted another word. Immediately, tens of thousands of people were baffled once more. All forty-nine swords started to fade away in the sky.

"What… What is going this time?" asked the crowd.

"What the hell is Phantom Rain doing? Why did he stop the attack?!" asked Xu Changqing, frustrated and taken aback.

"What the hell is going on right now?! He should just make it quick! There's no time for him to mess around!" said Yue Changqing.