บท 50: Relying on Someone

The setting sun hid in the west, and the red glow drew the shadows of two people in the abandoned courtyard.

One of them was straight, while the other was curvy.

Ye Jingtang held the bamboo pole in his hand and stood in the courtyard. He first shook his spear.

Whoosh!

The crisp sound of a whip rang out.

Ye Jingtang had learned sabers, spears, and staves since he was young. He was very experienced in this kind of showy move. Moreover, as a man, his limbs were long and slender, so he looked very handsome.

Pei Xiangjun nodded slightly. "That's right. However, these fancy moves can only deceive the heroines of Jianghu and are useless in actual combat."

Ye Jingtang didn't respond. He focused all his attention and imitated Pei Xiangjun's actions. He spun the bamboo pole and walked forward slowly. Then he swiped his spear and seriously analyzed the hidden profundities in the move.