However, it seemed that for Su Ping, and for Qian Yi, a challenge had finally begun to manifest. Watching those three virtual opponents solidify into reality, Qian Yi adjusted the brim of his conical hat, his poker face still betraying no emotion. Only the 'A', serving as Qian Yi's mouth, opened slightly as he whispered, "Waaah, finally... this is getting a bit interesting, huh?"
Su Ping paid no mind to the little guy's murmurs, instead staring at Qian Yi's face on the Paperman. To Su Ping's surprise, he had thought that facing three Elite Level opponents at this moment, Qian Yi would need to demonstrate his real skills—for instance, the abstract Three Sword Style or even the more abstract "Qian Yi Whirlwind." However, Qian Yi's poker face and actions underwent no change whatsoever. Even the sword in his hand remained the Thunder Sword. Streams of electricity surged along the blade, making the paper sword seem even keener at this moment.
"Waaah, have you... ever seen lightning?"
