"You just said, my way of practicing sword is useless?" Ais started, his face expressionless.
"Yeah, it was me who said it." Long Yi, the honest man, admitted straightforwardly.
"Do you still think so now?" Ais asked again, still with an unreadable face.
"Yeah, it's been less than two minutes. How could I possibly change my mind so quickly?" Long Yi continued to reply frankly.
"Tell me why, why is my way of practicing sword useless." Ais asked, a glint of sharpness flashing in his eyes.
"Because not all your enemies will be this tall."
Long Yi gestured a height, seemingly casual, but it was precisely the position where Ais' sword had paused each time he swung! Spot on!
Ais' eyes flickered, he paused, and said, "My sword swinging height varies every day."
Long Yi was taken aback. Could it be possible? This freakish guy is varying his sword swinging height every day to compensate for this flaw?
"That...requires...great determination..."