Back away three paces.
Keep one's distance in reverence.
When martial artists fought, where was there any safety to speak of?
Even merely watching from the sidelines, one could still be caught up in it and meet with disaster.
Thinking of the middle-aged man's ruthless, decisive strikes and blade technique swift to the utmost in the Spirit-Seeking Treasure Mirror's image, Chen Shaojun did not think his current self could evade them.
Not to mention that Ghost-Hand Seven was a renowned figure among the eight unorthodox lineages, with no small measure of strength.
If the two of them fought, never mind how great the commotion would be.
Even the slightest spillover would be an unprovoked calamity for him.
"Running is the best strategy."
Without revealing anything, Chen Shaojun shifted his gaze away and continued onward.
Fortunately, the street was teeming with people. Under the Spirit-Hiding Technique, his blood and qi were obscure and he was inconspicuous. No one noticed anything unusual about him, and Chen Shaojun quickly left the area where the two men were.
"Next, I still need to find a place to practice martial arts first."
Chen Shaojun walked from one end of the street to the other. The Treasure Fair was bustling with entertainment—face-changing, diabolo spinning, pole balancing, vocal mimicry, throat-supported silver spears, puppet shows... all manner of street performances, operas, and acrobatics passed before his eyes, broadening his horizons.
Yet he always remembered that he had come out this time to find a suitable place to practice martial arts.
After all, Tiger-Leopard Thunder Resonance differed from ordinary martial arts. Its momentum was immense.
Therefore, the place where he practiced had to be sparsely populated and relatively open.
Fortunately, Three-River Street lay at the edge of Shengjing City, near the riverbank, so such places were not difficult to