"Does anyone have any questions now?"
Hua Yue Wushang swept his slender phoenix eyes lightly over the surrounding crowd.
"None," the crowd shook their heads in twos and threes.
"Very well. The sword has also been shown. Now, let the competition begin." After saying this, Hua Yue Wushang turned to walk away.
Suddenly, a faint fragrance of peach blossoms permeated the air.
The sweet fragrance was refreshing and soothing to the heart.
Then, countless pink peach blossom petals fell from the sky, as if a rain of petals was pouring down.
The crowd looked up in wonder, first seeing three masked men in black clothes flying on swords.
The Sword Qi beneath their feet was blue; one was at Second Rank, one at Third Rank, and one at Fifth Rank.
Then, a palanquin covered by lightweight gauze, carried by six people, followed.
The palanquin was wide and luxurious, shielded by white gauze curtains, with smooth tassels hanging from the roof.
