Even though it was during the cold winter, the air around the Green Dragon Hill was hot as hell. Numerous cultivators and ordinary people had gathered near the hill, waiting to watch the world-shaking duel.
"Someone arrived."
"It's a swordlight. That must be the God of Sword, Qin Shiqi."
A few hundred years ago, when Qin Shiqi was only seventeen-years-old, he was known by the world as the God of Sword. If the Wan Xiang Sect had not published the "Duels of the Strongest," not only a few would know about Qin Shiqi's past.
Whew!
The beam of swordlight shot towards the top of the Green Dragon Hill. Soon, the light dispersed and a cold-looking cultivator, dressed in plain cotton clothes and carrying a purple sword on his back, could be seen. It was indeed Qin Shiqi, the supreme cultivator of the Dao of Sword. At this moment, he was the only one standing on top of the Green Dragon Hill. His opponent Pei San had yet to arrive.