This was just a friendly spar. Taking it this far had already drained their Primordial Qi. To continue fighting with such abandon would not be a wise choice.
"Mr. Yi, your strength is truly exceptional. How about you let an old man like me have a try?"
Just then, Durand spoke, breaking the silence. He took a step forward, and in a flash, the cane-wielding Durand had somehow bypassed Ditru and was standing before Yi Beidou.
Even Zhou Qingchen and the others had completely failed to perceive the old gentleman's movements.
'This feeling again.'
Yi Beidou's eyes narrowed. He hadn't been able to see how the old man moved, either. This was beyond what could be explained by mere physical speed.
Seeing Durand step in, Ditru did not continue the fight. He slowly retreated and re-wrapped the gauze around his head.
He stared at Yi Beidou, a complicated look in his eyes.
