Upon hearing Qing Yun's introduction, a gleam appeared in Zhang Po's eyes, as if he had caught the scent of blood: "Is he strong?"
Qing Yun and Qing San both nodded: "Very strong! He is the strongest swordsman I have ever seen, definitely stronger than you."
After listening, Zhang Po's expression immediately turned excited, and Xiao Yifei even felt that the light in his eyes was a bit dazzling.
"Is it worth it to be so excited?" Chang Wei curled his lips, never quite understanding Zhang Po's mindset.
"What do you know? Do you realize, as a swordsman, the ultimate desire in this life is to duel with a strong fellow swordsman, not feeling guilty even if defeated by their sword."
Zhang Po then wiped the saliva from his mouth and continued, "I really want to fight him, even if he cuts me down."
Everyone present couldn't help but look at Zhang Po with a look of fascination, even Xiao Yifei didn't realize he had this kind of preference.
