"Yo, young man, you're quite confident," the driver raised his eyebrow, "How much of the Qingshan Sword Technique have you learned?"
"I've learned up to the sixth level." The young man showed a proud expression on his face.
"That's indeed impressive," the driver was somewhat surprised, "Even in Qin City, those who can master the Qingshan Sword Technique up to the sixth level are extremely rare."
The young man puffed out his chest, "In my village, I have the highest talent in Swordsmanship, even my teacher who taught me urged me to join the military and serve the country."
"Joining the military is great, one person joins, the whole family becomes honorable..." the driver chuckled.
Just then, the young man suddenly heard a rush of hoofbeats from behind.
He turned his head to see a cart racing from the far left lane. The driver was dressed in a black, tight outfit, with a burly physique and steady breathing, clearly a practitioner.
