"Yan Qinqin, I would like to compare with the Cangxing mountain master." A female cultivator said as soon as she stepped onto the main stage.
Hearing the challenge, Yu Nianzhen frowned.
It's not that he didn't want to fight the woman, it's that he was gossiping with Jiang Yue and he didn't want to be interrupted.
'Unfortunately, it can't be helped.' He sighed.
[XiaoYue, I will talk to you later.] He said.
[Be careful.]
[Mmmm.] Yu Nianzhen hummed and stood up.
"Yu Nianzhen." He said and a sword appeared in his hand.
"Fellow Daoist Yu, I want to compete in basic swordsmanship. Are you willing?" The woman asked.
When Yu Nianzhen heard that, he couldn't help but be excited.
Over the past ninety-five years, he had fought many different kinds of cultivators.
However, swordsmen rarely challenged him.
This time, Yu Nianzhen could tell that the woman was a serious swordsman.
