The old man slowly raised his sword and said, "It's started." However, the old man seemed to be holding back, his sword speed was about the same as those street rascals who secretly carried knives. I didn't even need to describe it, I easily dodged past him.

  The old man shouted: Ah, can't chop you down!

  I said: You have to use your full strength, you didn't use your full strength, I felt it.

  The old man said: Good, use all your strength.

  After he finished speaking, the old man didn't use any techniques and swung his sword down. I only saw a white light, which was the first time in my life that I hadn't seen the physical form of a weapon. Although I dodged with all my might, my clothes were still torn apart.

  Xi Le said: Good, fortunately I haven't bought you new clothes yet.

  I looked at the old man, and he seemed to have not even opened his eyes. Then came a set of unknown moves, extremely fast, with sword techniques that were extremely dense. If you got close, there was no way to dodge. The best part about two people fighting is actually the close-range dodging of swords - that's real skill, especially when it comes to wild and uncontrolled swings. Now that I think about it, having set moves in sword fighting is really foolish. When two people are dueling, you have your moves, and I have my counter-moves. One person follows their moves and swings their sword, while the other person follows what's written in a book to dodge the sword. This can only be said to be a problem with these two people. Think about it - if I couldn't hit him no matter how hard I tried, wouldn't that be frustrating? Moreover, I completely cannot imagine that when I was desperately trying to hit him but couldn't, if I had just changed my target and swung at a different spot, wouldn't I have succeeded? So I completely can't understand the purpose of set moves. The old man's moves, or rather, his method of drawing his sword, left me with no choice but to retreat backwards.

  The old man chuckled and stopped what he was doing. Xile said: Why are you retreating now that you're old?

  I said softly: Look, others are so old and it's not easy for them, should I let him?

  Xile said: Right, you're really kind.

  I took a deep breath and said to the old man: Come on.

  The old man said: This time change fan.

  He said, taking a fan from the room and saying: Take one for me. After finishing, he pushed the fan out with a palm. I can see it, but the speed is too fast, and there's no way to make my body react. I thought, this time is over, although I didn't have a lifetime of honor, nor did I care about that, but after all, I couldn't die under a fan. How would Xi Yue think of me?

  I leaned over, but there was definitely not enough time. Suddenly, the fan opened and its speed slowed down a lot at once. I managed to grab the handle of the fan.

  The old man said: Haha, how's that? Scared you, didn't I?

  I said: Nothing's wrong, let's come again.

  The old man said: Not coming, not coming, I already know who you are.

  I asked: What else do you know?

  The old man said: I know everything, I've lived for almost a hundred years, what don't I know?