On the arena.
"Senior, watch out."
Elder Yi put out a move. His hands combined with hardness as well as softness, which had the style of Tai Chi but without the charm of Tai Chi.
"Hmm?"
Fang Qiu lit up his eyes.
He thought in his heart. "This kind of move is not Tai Chi but it's similar to Tai Chi. It's both offensive and defensive. And it's advanced than the kung fu that other people used."
Apparently, Fang Qiu was interested in the kung fu of Elder Yi.
Different from Fang Qiu, Elder Yi was extremely cautious.
His eyes were fixed on Fang Qiu.
He moved his feet.
They were flexible like wind and sharp like blades.
"Swish."
Almost in an instant, as Elder Yi moved his feet, his body rushed to Fang Qiu instantly like a sword out of a scabbard.
Seeing this, Fang Qiu wa
