Before Yu Tianshuo could figure out what was going on, the two of them were already standing in an open clearing on the Back Mountain behind the Elder Hall.
Yu Tianshuo was deeply shocked by Qian Daoliu's incredible speed.
Spatial abilities!?
No, that's not right!
That's actually just his natural speed!?
Yu Tianshuo couldn't help marveling at Qian Daoliu's speed.
"As expected of Lord Qian Daoliu, invincible in the skies. You certainly live up to your reputation."
Hearing the nickname he'd earned in his youth, Qian Daoliu felt a wave of awkwardness. The emotion he'd just worked himself up into immediately dissipated.
But when he remembered the sounds that had come from the carriage earlier, anger surged through his mind once more.
He didn't vent his frustration by beating Yu Tianshuo, though. Instead, he flashed away.
After stopping several meters from Yu Tianshuo, he beckoned to him and said,
"Come on. Didn't you want to train your axe skills? We'll spar directly. Learn through battle."
At Qian Daoliu's words, Yu Tianshuo was confused at first, then he guessed what was going on.
This old man's trying to mess with me!!!
But before he could complain to himself, the Holy Sword had already appeared in Qian Daoliu's hand.
Seeing this, Yu Tianshuo summoned Draven's Axe and stood opposite Qian Daoliu.
Looking at the blood-red, long-handled axe Yu Tianshuo had summoned, Qian Daoliu was first shocked, then puzzled. Then, as though he'd figured something out, his expression returned to normal.
He said nothing. With a single flash, he launched himself at Yu Tianshuo.
Yu Tianshuo was startled!
He hadn't expected Qian Daoliu to skip any pre-fight reminders and just come at him—tricking and ambushing a seven-year-old kid like himself.
But his past experience of being thrashed by his master had given him