837: Chapter 837: Sparring with the Old Man 837: Chapter 837: Sparring with the Old Man The old man saw Xiang Yu trying to leave and called out.
“What’s up, are you inviting to a al?” Xiang Yu looked at the old man and asked.
The old man coughed and replied, “Forget the al.
It seems like you youngsters look down on us old-tirs.
Why not spar for a bit?”
Hearing this, Xiang Yu laughed out loud and shook his head, “No way, you’ve lived for so many years, and I’ve barely started.
There’s no way I’m your match.
Better just skip it.”
After speaking, Xiang Yu got ready to leave.
The old man looked frail, almost as if he’d be knocked down by a gust of wind.
But Xiang Yu noticed that every movent the old man made carried an indescribable aura.
He knew this old man wasn’t just ordinary.
Xiang Yu had learned all kinds of deadly martial arts, and he rarely sparred with others lightly, because a small mistake could injure them.
Years ago, in order to defeat Ba Song, Xiang Yu sought out Hong Jinshuai for training.
At that ti, they had sparred together.
But due to Xiang Yu’s mistake, Hong Jinshuai ended up injured, and Ba Song took advantage of the situation to kill Hong Jinshuai.
This incident left a shadow in Xiang Yu’s heart.
Therefore, he avoided sparring lightly, especially with an old man — one wrong move could cost the man his life.
“Never thought you’d be such a coward,” the old man remarked sarcastically.
Xiang Yu rely smiled and didn’t respond.
He was naturally resolute and wouldn’t be provoked by soone’s words.
Seeing his words didn’t work, the old man reached for the mop beside him and threw it directly at Xiang Yu.
Xiang Yu quickly dodged aside and pointed at the old man, shouting, “You old geezer, can’t you act your age?
Running around like a child at this stage of your life!”
“You brat, where’s your manners?
I’m this old and just asking for a little spar — yet you’re unwilling.
I’m not gonna kill you, just beat you up a bit!” The old man glared at Xiang Yu.
Xiang Yu was speechless.
This old man was even more unreasonable than he was — now that was rare.
Feeling helpless, Xiang Yu begrudgingly walked back and looked at the old man, “Fine, tell — how are we doing this?”
Seeing Xiang Yu agree, the old man chuckled slyly, “You look awfully confident.
I suppose you’re pretty pleased with yourself.”
“You’re not wrong.
My punch could kill a bull,” Xiang Yu responded, feeling resigned to the antics of this old rascal.
He figured he had so spare ti, so he might as well humor the old man for a while.
“Can you stop bragging?
I’ll just stand right here and let you punch — go ahead!” The old man puffed out his chest arrogantly and looked at Xiang Yu with sheer contempt.
Xiang Yu glanced at his own fist, then at the old man’s frail chest.
If he threw a full-strength punch, it’d probably end the old man entirely.
“Co on!” The old man straightened his posture and called out.
Xiang Yu gave the old man a look of disdain, “Are you trying to scam ?
You want to punch you to death so you can extort money from after?
Let tell you — I’m broke.
Even if I do kill you, there’s nothing to gain.”
The old man was enraged, practically fuming, before suddenly swinging a punch at Xiang Yu.
The old man’s punch appeared slow, but Xiang Yu felt an unavoidable pressure—it was almost impossible to dodge.
Montarily panicking, Xiang Yu realized the old man was indeed extraordinary.
Without further thought, he shot his leg out toward the old man’s crotch.
Seeing this, the old man quickly leapt backward, pointing at Xiang Yu and cursing, “You little bastard!
Where’s your martial ethics?”
“You’re so old already.
What do you need that for down there?
Might as well let take care of it for you!” Xiang Yu replied with a mischievous grin.
The old man’s beard nearly flew off from his anger, as he pointed at Xiang Yu again, shouting, “Once more — this ti I’ll show you who’s boss!”
Intrigued by the old man’s peculiar punch earlier, Xiang Yu decided to test him further.
He clenched his fist and used only a third of his strength, aiming toward the old man.
This punch, if landed, would be enough to send the old man sprawling to the ground.
As Xiang Yu threw the punch, the old man caught it with both hands — it felt like punching into soft sponge.
Xiang Yu tried to pull back his fist, but it seed stuck — he couldn’t withdraw it.
Startled, Xiang Yu realized he was up against a truly unique opponent.
He attempted a sweeping kick below.
Before his kick connected, the old man suddenly launched forward, slamming directly into Xiang Yu.
Xiang Yu stumbled back two ters, almost falling down, while the old man retreated a single step and grumbled, “Your body’s as tough as a bull.
What are you eating to grow like this?”
Likewise impressed, Xiang Yu stared at the old man.
Even though he had only used a third of his strength, his techniques remained sharp — yet the old man had easily countered them.
Now focused, Xiang Yu smiled faintly and said, “Alright then, this ti I’ll go all out.”
“That’s more like it!” The old man smiled in return, his words laced with a sense of confidence.
Xiang Yu clenched his fist tightly and aid a hard punch at the old man.
The old man grabbed Xiang Yu’s arm and pulled him forward, simultaneously kicking toward him.
Xiang Yu wanted to withdraw his fist and step back, but it remained stuck.
Furious, he summoned all his strength to retract it.
Suddenly, his fist loosened, nearly causing him to fall backward.
While retreating, the old man seized the opportunity to launch a kick at Xiang Yu’s chest.
Seeing no way to dodge, Xiang Yu tightened his muscles and braced himself to take the hit.
The old man’s kick landed solidly on Xiang Yu’s chest, but though the impact was strong, Xiang Yu didn’t budge an inch.
Instead, the old man staggered three steps back.
Despite exchanging only a few moves, Xiang Yu acknowledged that the old man was indeed formidable.
In a fight to the death, however, the old man wouldn’t be his match.
After all, the old man was no longer young and lacked raw strength.
But his techniques were unusually clever — had he been younger, Xiang Yu might not have stood a chance.
“I lost,” Xiang Yu admitted calmly.
Though slightly off-balance, the old man still held his head high with an air of triumph, “Good to know when to admit defeat.
Otherwise, you’d be rolling on the ground bawling!”
Xiang Yu rolled his eyes, just about to retort when the old man raised a hand to stop him.
“I know you wanna learn from , and that’s easy.
Just bring breakfast every morning on ti.
Rember—eggs are a must.
An old man like needs nourishnt.
Oh, so chicken legs too.
And for lunch, I’ll need…”
Seeing the old man rambling on, Xiang Yu turned and walked away.
The old man seed to realize his demands were overboard, so he quickly called out, “Don’t forget tomorrow’s breakfast!
Or else, I won’t let you onto campus!”
Xiang Yu cursed under his breath and quickly ran off.
So, all this ti, the old man just wanted soone to deliver his als?
Watching Xiang Yu’s figure fade into the distance, the old man’s expression suddenly grew serious.
Finally, he couldn’t help but shake his head and sigh.
There was too much hostility in Xiang Yu’s eyes.
If left unchecked, it might lead to disaster for society.
Especially that punch Xiang Yu had just thrown—it worried the old man even more.
On the surface, Xiang Yu appeared calm, but the old man could see the beast lurking within him…
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