"Again, again."
Xin Chen got up from the ground. Dressed in sportswear, he looked somewhat disheveled, while Gu Tao had been watching for about half an hour, munching on snacks the whole time.
Although Dad's combat strength had greatly diminished, his skills hadn't faltered at all, especially in close-quarters, short-range combat. Xin Chen couldn't even touch his tail-lights. He was simply outclassed, and that was with Dad holding back. If he hadn't, Xin Chen would have been taken down in one move.
"Our fighting techniques are fundamentally different from yours," Dad rotated his wrists. "I watched your videos and found that your fighting... is less about fighting and more about showing off."
If anyone else had said that, Xin Chen would have left them with a bruised face, but with Dad's words, he was utterly helpless. After all, he really couldn't beat him.
