The beautiful woman in blue's eyes sparkled as she raised her longsword. "Please start," she said. "Armed or unarmed, the choice is yours."
Zi Qingjian coughed, steadying his spirit, "Weapons have no eyes, so let's go unarmed. I have heavy hands though, so be careful."
The beautiful woman in blue smiled faintly and said, "Really? I would like to see for myself." With a flick of her wrist, her longsword quietly pierced the ground, with almost half of it disappearing into the earth. Taking a step forward, her gaze changed. The soft smile was gone, replaced by a calm demeanor. Her feet were positioned in a 'T' shape, her palm was sharp like a knife, guarding her chest, one in front and one behind.