"Someone else is here?" Master Kongzhi looked up toward the outside of the temple.
As Ji Qing's words fell, a young man indeed walked in slowly from outside. He wore coarse, rustic hemp garments, yet his entire being exuded a free and untrammeled aura. The only unusual detail was the sword fastened at his waist. The weapon looked rather battered, barely better than a scrap of rusted iron.
However, from this seemingly poor and carefree young Martial Artist, Ji Qing detected a trace of sharpness. It was a sharpness unique to a Swordsman! This edge gave Ji Qing a sense of déjà vu.
"Who are you?" Ji Qing asked.
"My name is Ye Chunsheng. I have just entered the Martial World and wish to spar with Mr. Ji."
"Why seek me out?"
"Mr. Ji slew the Poison Demon Ouyang Bo with his saber, shaking the Martial World! Now, as long as one is part of the Martial World, no one is unaware of Mr. Ji. I am a newcomer. Only by fighting Mr. Ji can I make a name for myself in the Martial World."
