"As expected of Elder Qin."
"The kid is still too young. All that brute strength won't let him beat Elder Qin."
At these words, another round of cheers rose from the crowd below the arena. None of them thought there was anything wrong with Elder Qin's earlier sneak attack or his current provocation. After all, down here below the mountains, fists carried more weight than face.
"Thank you for the lesson."
Amid the waves of jeering, Xu Taiping rubbed his chest, then planted his feet again.
"Qin Yuan, that posture of yours is another way of redirecting force, isn't it? Only you aren't using your hands to deflect it, but the invisible gang qi surrounding you."
He spoke expressionlessly as he returned his saber to its scabbard.
Although he had suffered a small setback just now, he had not come away empty-handed.
After several saber strikes, he had finally discovered that Qin Yuan was not actively dodging his blade. Rather, the invisible mass of gang qi enveloping him was pushing him out of its path.
That way, no matter how tricky the angle of his slash, Qin Yuan could remain undefeated.
"Little brat, don't think you're so clever. How could you possibly see through my Unfalling Art?"
Qin Yuan snorted at his words.
Having the secret of his cultivation technique exposed in a single remark displeased him greatly, and even his tone carried killing intent.
"Come on, then. Break my Unfalling Art if you can."
With that, he extended one hand and beckoned provocatively at Xu Taiping.
"Young fellow, don't fall for his goading. He's deliberately provoking you into trying to break his Unfalling Art. Once your true qi runs dry, he'll crush you in one stroke!"
"That's right. Don't rush. Take your time wearing him down. As the saying