Even riding a Gale Beast wasn't enough?
It was probably a portrait of what Old Meng was feeling inside. The longer the fight went on, the harder it became for Old Meng to resist. Even when they locked horns and wrestled for strength, the impacts sent him swaying again and again. Though the armor around his legs clasped tightly onto the Gale Beast, that did not mean he was firmly planted. Under such tremendous force, he would still be jolted back and forth. Only the stronger side could avoid being shaken too badly!
Old Meng was like a branch being plucked, swaying back and forth in Blue Stone's hands. Anyone with eyes could see that a gap had already opened between them!
"City Lord Meng, when I was little, I watched you sit high above us in the city lord's seat, ordering us little hunters around. You were quite the imposing figure. After all, back then, you really were formidable in our eyes. But everyone reaches the age when they have to accept they're getting old. I don't plan to embarrass you, so how about we call this round a concession to us juniors?" Blue Stone said lightly.
He had lowered his voice, which could be considered giving Old Meng some face. It was clear that Blue Stone couldn't bring himself to humiliate others, even if this was one part of the plan.
Old Meng gritted his teeth and roared, "What are you juniors getting cocky about? Watch this old man knock you off your Gale Beast!"
With that, Old Meng abruptly increased the speed and frequency of his attacks. He frantically controlled the Gale Beast's reins with one hand while repeatedly charging and attacking with the other. The two Gale Beasts sometimes ran side by side, shoving and maneuvering