Tieqiu certainly did not disappoint his master. As he swiftly swung his massive steel blade, he immediately blocked all of his opponent's attacks.
Most of what Tieqiu had learned from Saint Lord Taichu had been defensive techniques, essentially teaching him how to intercept other people's attacks.
Because he knew that his own strength was far more rookie-level than most people imagined.
If he did not learn some life-saving skills, then if anything went wrong when the time came, it would be hard to say what might happen.
On top of that, Tieqiu was born with far lower emotional intelligence than most people, so skills like self-defense and self-preservation were especially important to him.
He was always provoking people outside, making them want to kill him and be done with it. Had he heard too few words like that? Not at all, and the most important thing was that Tieqiu could never accept them.
Whenever someone mocked or sarcastically ridiculed his mother or father in front of him, he immediately felt offended.
Of course, it was not a problem if something like that happened once or twice, but if it kept happening all the time, then that was another matter entirely.
Tieqiu looked at the chaotic crowd before him. They were all staring at him like hungry wolves pouncing on prey, most likely hoping to gain some benefit from him.
"You'd better fight this battle properly, kid. I've invested far too much money in you, and this funding is no joke!"
"If you can't fight this tough battle well, then when the time comes, I'll have no choice but to think you're a complete coward—and a disgusting one at that."
Tieqiu did not know what these people meant by such words, but he understood one thing clearly.
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