The wine was almost finished, and after Guan Peng put down his cup, he took advantage of his high spirits and declared boldly, "Brother Chen, our last sparring was a year and a half ago. Today, I wish to learn from you once more."
"It would be an honor."
Chen Ming replied with a smile.
Immediately, the two men moved to a more spacious courtyard nearby and prepared their stances.
Chen Ming said, "Please, Brother Guan."
Guan Peng's gaze sharpened, "Brother Chen, be careful. My Wave-cutting Blade Technique emphasizes an unstoppable momentum. When I'm at sea, whenever there are big waves, I jump off the ship and confront the giant waves, which is how I've gained insight into swordsmanship."
Upon hearing this, Chen Ming also became interested and said, "Let's go."
"Watch the blade!"
Guan Peng stepped forward, raising his long saber high and slashing down.
Before the blade even arrived, Chen Ming felt an intimidating aura.
He praised, "Great technique!"
