The Solitary Eagle turned around and faced the other side, and one could tell that he had no interest in turning back around either. Moreover, it seemed from facial expression that he was dying to rip open that black masked man's head.
"That stupid bird-fighting move has brought him to such a point where he's completely obsessed with it! He probably just goes around every day looking for shrimps he can fight with, and he thinks that it will help him in becoming a legendary master someday?"
The black masked man seemed to be thinking out loud: "It's only a set of seventeen strokes… and even they aren't properly linked yet; it's just sad ah, what a shame ah, and he actually has the nerve to call himself one of the 'Eight Great Masters'! Someone needs to put that boy's head in its place!"
