It was not long before Jian Wushuang left the martial arts practice field.
"Wushuang, are you sure that you can duel with Nangong Jie in three months?" Wang Yuan could not help asking the question.
"I have already promised him. I can't break my word, can I?" Jian Wushuang said with a faint smile.
"But Nangong Jie is very strong." Wang Yuan said seriously.
"I know, Nangong Jie can break through level six," said Yang Zaixuan.
"I know." Jian Wushuang nodded, but was not afraid. "Take it easy. I promised I would duel with him and I'm confident of success. In three months you'll see."
Jian Wushuang had a faint smile. He did not feel anxious.
Perhaps three months was a short time for ordinary warriors but for Jian Wushuang it was too long.
It had only taken him four months before he understood what the sword essence was.