Mirai bent at the waist, his movements too fast to follow for a moment, then drove a punch straight at An Chen's head! The fist wind seemed to bare its fangs in a grin. An Chen was incredibly fast, and his fist landed squarely on Mirai's temple!
Bang!
After taking An Chen's punch, Mirai felt his head buzzing.
This old man really packed a punch!
Mirai had been struck in the head, but fortunately, it was nothing serious. His thoughts remained unaffected.
After being hit by An Chen, Mirai dodged his wrist and appeared before him.
After landing that punch, An Chen once again pulled away from Mirai without a scratch. Unsurprised, he merely stood there quietly, watching Mirai.
Old man, your punches are impressive, and you're skilled in joint locks and Tai Chi too. But you still have a long way to go before you can defeat me.
Like An Chen, Mirai stood still rather than attacking at once. He smiled as he spoke to An Chen.
"Mm. Your martial arts are inferior to mine, but in strength and speed, you are no worse than me—perhaps even better. Moreover, I am inferior to you in defense, reflexes, and endurance. To be honest, I'm the one who lost." An Chen paused before continuing, "However, I will still do my utmost to fight you, even if I cannot defeat you fairly."
Seeing An Chen agree with his assessment, Mirai ignored the latter half of his words and said directly, "I have a question. Your martial arts are so good, and you seem to know many different styles. Do you know swordsmanship?"
Caught off guard by Mirai's question, An Chen could not understand what he was thinking. Then, assuming Mirai wanted to compare swordsmanship with him, he replied, "Swordsmanship is what I