Yang Dao did not listen to what his family members were saying in the training field, he was immersed in his fighting with people. The speed and skills he displayed were enough to shock the people in the audience.
Let alone the younger generations, even the older ones were learning a lot from what was going on. Yang Dao was facing at least four attacks at any given instance, yet he was moving so fast and meticulously that none of the attacks seem to catch him. What was even more, he had already taken out the weak ones.
Yang Tian said, "People, do your best and keep calm, he will target your weak spots."
Hearing all this, the people in the training ground calmed down and their attacks became more sneaky. However, the Dao Child was not affected in the slightest. He fought relentlessly.
Time passed and the practitioners were getting tired, a lady said, "Sister Ling, our boy is not stopping."
