Yan Xing swiftly sidestepped the man's sword thrust and retaliated with a sharp slash towards the man's throat. However, the opponent was agile and managed to bend his waist just in time to avoid the attack.
"Heh… Interesting!" The man exclaimed, his body rotating lightly towards Yan Xing's back.
Reacting quickly, Yan Xing maneuvered his sword and sent a swift kick towards the man. But the man deftly deflected Yan Xing's leg and retreated backward, maintaining a safe distance between them.
Looking around, the man did a quick calculation and decided to retreat. After exchanging moves with Yan Xing, the man knew that he was not Yan Xing's opponent, and adding to the fact that Yan Xing had his companions with him, he was at a disadvantage.
"I miscalculated, I will be leaving for now", the man said as he executed his movement technique, wanting to escape.
Swish!
A dart flew out and pierced the man's foot before he could make a move.
