Under everyone's gaze.
Cheng Guang stood composed amidst the sword light of the grey-robed elder, his expression unchanged.
Just as the grey-robed elder's sword was about to meet Cheng Guang's body.
It suddenly stopped.
The grey-robed elder felt that no matter how he swung, his sword simply would not fall.
It became suspended a hair's breadth away from Cheng Guang.
This change made the grey-robed elder's eyes slightly widen in disbelief, unable to accept that his sword could not even descend.
"Who exactly are you?!"
The grey-robed elder did not hesitate for a moment, quickly retracting his move and taking several steps back from Cheng Guang, warily sizing him up with a look of caution and confusion in his aged eyes.
It was clear that the grey-robed elder could not understand how someone so young-looking could withstand his sword strike.
His sword hadn't even touched the opponent.
This was simply inconceivable!
After the grey-robed elder spoke.