Playing With His Food

As Yun Lei was slowly pushed back, the elder of the Holy Creek Sect only moved forwards with more vigour. His swings got more numerous and the profound energy being expended with each attack only grew. The closer the elder got to the young man in front of him, the more frantic he appeared to get and the sharper his moves became. 

However, despite all of this, the cripple appeared completely unfazed. With an expressionless look on his face, he dodged every attacked that was heading his way with ease. It looked as though he wasn't even trying that hard, and that was because he really wasn't.