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One stroke!

When Henry heard Wade White's words,

he felt it was incredible. He knew Wade's

skills. Even Henry himself couldn't hurt

Wade with a single stroke.

Henry put down the gardening tool in his

hand.

"Take me there!"

Wade nodded and drove to the cemetery

with Henry.

The cemetery that Wade was going to was

a historical site, which had a history of

nearly eight hundred years. There were

some herdsmen living around the

cemetery.

Before, there was a reporter who

interviewed herdsmen and asked them

why they settled down around the

cemetery to graze. The answers of

herdsmen made the reporters a little

unbelievable at that time.

Herdsmen said that since this cemetery

existed, it was a wasteland. Any area that

belonged to the cemetery was barren and

no birds would fly around. After stepping

out of the range of the cemetery, the land

was fertile and the grass was green.

When the report came out, many people

didn't believe it and came here to

investigate. As the herdsmen said, there

was really no herbs in the area of the

cemetery, not even grass.

At that time, a special person caught two

birds and put them on this land. However,

before the birds landed on the ground,

they jumped up crazily, as if there was

something horrible on the ground. This

matter had aroused the curiosity of many

people, but up to now, no one could tell

the reason.

This cemetery was not very far from

Yinzhou. The distance was a bit over 50

kilometres. It took half an hour to get

there.

This cemetery was regarded as a scenic

area. Every year, countless people wanted

to explore its magic.

There were indeed many herdsmen around

the cemetery. There was a fenced yard

surrounding their houses.

"Where did you meet that person?" Henry

glanced around.

"There." Wade pointed out.

Henry looked in the direction that the

Wade pointed out. It was not the

surrounding fenced yard, but a very

ordinary thatched hut. In front of the hut

sat an old man with grey hair and thin skin

and bones, enjoying the sunshine.

"Boss, it's him. When I came here, he was

practising with the sword. I was curious, so

I went over and took a look, only to find

that he only made one move." When Wade

said this, there was no anger or shame on

his face, but all kinds of praise. Obviously,

the old man's strength had completely

convinced Wade.

Henry walked over and saw an iron sword

standing next to the thatched hut. The

sword was covered with rust.

Now, most people practice with swords

only because they like to pursue a type of

beauty. In reality, it was more practical to

use the fists than the sword.

The old man, who was closing his eyes to

rest, heard the sound of footsteps. He

slowly opened his eyes. When he saw

Wade White, the old man slowly got up

from the stool. He was hunchbacked and

moved slowly. It was hard to believe that

he could hurt Wade with a sword just by

looking at is appearance.

With an apologetic face, the old man said

to Wade, "Young man, I'm really sorry for

what happened. I didn't pay attention to

my surroundings."

"It's okay, it's okay." Wade waved his hand

and said, "Sir, this is my elder brother.

After he heard about your swordsmanship,

he wanted to have a look."

The old man waved his hand and laughed

at himself. "My swordsmanship is nothing.

It's just a game I like to play."

"Sir, you couldn't easily hurt my friend if

you were just playing." Henry noticed that

the sword beside the hut was a blunt

sword. Its blade was not sharp, but the

wound on Wade's arm was obviously made

by something sharp. This made Henry

immediately think of it as... Qi!

Wade said, "Sir, my elder brother likes to

practice martial arts very much and also

likes to study this field. Why don't you fight

with my elder brother for a while?"

The old man chuckled. "I didn't expect that

there are still young people who love to

practice martial arts at this time. Well, I'm

usually lonely, and it's rare for young

people to take the initiative to look for me.

I'm not good at using that sword, and I

can't control my strength. I don't want to

hurt you, so l use this."

As the old man spoke, he pulled out a

straw from the hut next to him.

The old man's action was very slow. Henry

could see that the old man was old and his

Qi and blood were insufficient. It was

difficult for his body to exert strength. He

was really curious about how the old man

had hurt Wade with a sword.

"Sir, my elder brother is much stronger

than me. You'd better use your sword. You

can't hurt him." Wade reminded him.

"No." The old man chuckled. "We don't

fight, so there's no need to use weapons.

Let's focus on communication."

After the old man finished, he looked at

Henry and continued, "Young man, are you

ready?"

"Sir, please give me some instructions."

Henry, who was very traditional, gave a

fist-palm salute and stared at the old

man's wrist.

At this moment, the distance between

them was less than two meters.

"Okay." The old man nodded. "Attention,

I'm coming!"

When the words finished, the old man

raised his hand, held a straw, and stabbed

at Henry.

At the moment when the old man attacked,

Henry's pupils contracted. At this moment,

he had a feeling that he couldn't dodge.

The straw in the old man's hand seemed to

turn into a wizard weapon, which could

destroy everything. Even at this moment,

Henry could see an obvious airflow,

separated from the straw. The originally

soft straw broke through the resistance

between the air easily at this moment.

Just as the straw was about to stab Henry,

he moved his foot with difficulty and

stepped back half a step. Just this half a

step, Henry seemed to have used all his

strength and could no longer dodge.

In the end, the top of the straw was only

half a fist away from Henry's chest.

The old man's hands stopped moving.

Henry let out a long sigh of relief. He had

experienced countless kilings of different

sizes and faced many life-and-death

situations, but he had never felt as weak as

he had been just now.

No! Once! It was when he faced Old Master

Lu, he also had the same feeling as he was

now!

When the old man saw that his stab did not

touch Henry, he felt incredible.

"Young man, you are the first one that

couldn't stab." The old man slowly put

down his arm. "I started practising with the

sWord at the age of nine, and now I have

practised only this movement for sixty-

seven years. If anyone can dodge my

move, it means that he has completely

defeated me."

Henry took a deep breath, stared at the old

man, and said, "Sir, do you have any Qi in

your move?"

"Q1?" Hearing Henry's words, the old man's

turbid eyes revealed a touch of nostalgia.

"I haven't heard this word for a long time,

Qi. Young man, which family are you from?

I didn't expect that after so many years,

there is such a genius as you in the ancient

martial arts world."

Henry shook his head. "I'm not from any

aristocratic family."

"Oh?" The old man was a little curious.

"Since you're not from an aristocratic

family, how do you know about Qi?"

"By accident." Henry's face showed a hint

of excitement. The other party really knew

the existence of Qi!