Unexpectedly, this time Mr. Rui didn't even clash head-on with him. He nimbly took a step back, slightly turning his body; the blade engulfed in flames sliced down just five centimeters away from his nose. He could clearly feel the power of the flames attached to the blade. Immediately, he swayed his body, closing in on Doro, lowered his shoulder, and collided with Doro's chest.
With a dull thud, Doro grunted and was knocked back several steps. From start to finish, Mr. Rui forced the advancing Doro to retreat without even using his supernatural abilities. He flipped the dagger in his hand; a piece of torn cloth was hanging on its bright edge. With a flick of his hand, he threw the piece of cloth off the dagger's edge and coldly looked at Doro.
"You haven't made any progress at all." Mr. Rui spoke in a very deep voice, so deep it carried an almost deathly aura.
