Old Ancestor

The valley Lord chuckled coldly.

"Indeed, a calf doesn't know to be afraid of a lion, nor does a newly hatched chick fear the hawk. Commendable, even if you die here today, at least, you would have made a deep impression on everyone present," he said with a smile, shooting colored gasses at Anthony.

Anthony gasped in excitement, watching the technique being used by the valley Lord. It was obviously the technique he came for.

He dodged the streak just in time, while throwing his fists towards the valley Lord, reflecting his attacks back to him. But rather than hurt him, he simply inhaled the toxins back into his body.

"Amazing! Such a great technique. No wonder you're not willing to share it with anybody. However, I must learn this technique today, old cross eyed geezer," Anthony mocked, running round the hall while avoiding the man's attack.

This continued for an hour, infuriating the valley Lord.

Rather than kill Anthony, he only ended up damaging the ancestral hall severely while ki
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