Jiang Yin'er wasn't the only one stunned; everyone's gaze was momentarily captivated.
The youth in a green robe with a theatrical mask, and his magnificent longsword - he took step by step forward, now lifting his hand to remove the mask, revealing a face that was almost alien... and very young.
There was no room for misunderstanding, it was he who had just looked at the former Sword Immortal, who had bested everyone, and asked, "Are you very good with the sword?"
Of course, there was a moment of utter silence on the field. He Jiu cocked his head slightly, set down the wine jug and executed a flourish of his sword, lazily smiling, "Who are you? Have you also come to spar with me?"
Without responding, the youth raised his hand and a sword light, exceedingly bright, emanated forth.