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Soon, Fatty Zhang started to waver. After giving enough time for half an incense stick to burn, he took a deep breath, and his eyes opened. Then, a dazzling silver light shot out from his hands and swept over the sword.
"Spiritual Driving!"
As the silver light emanated from Big Fatty Zhang's hand into the flying sword, the air seemed to vibrate. In the blink of an eye, the entire sword turned silver.
The sight was nothing short of astounding, and Yan Xiaobao couldn't help but feel breathless.
Panting heavily, Fatty Zhang handed the flying sword to Yan Xiaobao.
"Take it," he said, his voice filled with confidence. "The spirit of the sword has been activated. If you do some more spiritual power for a test, the silver pattern should appear!" With that, he wiped the sweat from his forehead.
