The young lad was surprised to see his grandpa's face. I thought it was strange he was in charge of training their soldiers but the mayor had nothing to do with them.
Then the mayor explained the situation he is a wandering swordsman he wants a duel with you and don't you dare hold anything back use your qi your secret techniques he truly isn't an opponent you can dare to underestimate.
But Grandpa he said he doesn't have any qi why should I go all out on him? The mayor responded if you want to die go ahead and fight a fair battle without Qi there isn't a world where you could beat him.
It was rare for Grandpa to praise someone like that he must be an expert if Grandpa is praising him like that but still, I am a bit hesitant.
We stood ready waiting then the mayor said what are you waiting for a countdown a proper dual between men shouldn't need a countdown!
I didn't wait for him to attack it would be hard to defend if he is a cultivator with some strange qi power so I slashed at his leg feinting to go to his left lung but before I could even finish that short series of attacks he completely blocked my first strike to the leg I couldn't move my blade it was like a trying to pull out a sword set in stone then I backed off and put my sword in my scabbard.
after that, the mayor's grandchild said Grandpa what are you talking about he doesn't have qi strength or a swordsmanship style he is just a pretty boy with a sword. you damm brat what are you calling a boy pretty aren't you married and Leo he will kill you if you don't use your own techniques! use that blade if you need to.
I responded like hell I would use that blade on a bastard like him no one my age can beat me qi or no qi! The mayor's kid was enraged he charged at me using some fancy technique from what I read and saw I could deduce it was the 24 plum blossoms sword techniques.
But this was great the techniques were like they were written down in the novels so I can beat him because my martial art the martial maximum was based on all the books that even contained something slightly related to martial arts every piece of paper film drawing and martial arts manual any martial art ever used or thought about that was recorded somewhere that was my martial art.
When he reached me I knew his next move so I countered his flowing slash with a parry that brought his defenses down. With his body opened up he tried going into a defense formation but I knew he was going to do that I might have been slower or weaker but I knew what I had to do.
That's when I spun on my left heel while lowering my center of mass then I kicked the sword out his hand while taking mine out of my scabbard and giving him a slight cut on his neck but when I tried to scratch him I couldn't his skin was as hard as a rock my sword bounced off and I stepped back.
How did you do that how did you know what I was going to do? His question was left unanswered when I put the swords on my waist down on the ground.
Then the mayor called have you given up when you haven't even used your techniques?
The grandson was shocked to hear that I didn't even use a technique on him he looked frustrated like no one his age ever beat him before like he was a strong person but then some random guy with no special power or formal training stepped up and is beating him that's when trough all of his frustration he spoke up why aren't you using your techniques you don't have any qi am I truly that weak.
No, you aren't weak I am just strong but why should I show you something you aren't worthy of?
When that slow brain of his registered that last part of that sentence he instantly charged at me.
I didn't have my swords so he thought he was going to win for sure but then I turned my back on him which surprised him then I closed my eyes.
When I heard his sword swinging down I knew it was over.