Qin Shuang retreated hurriedly, completely unable to defend himself. He thought he had learned a few techniques from his master to counter Qin Bu, but he didn't expect to still be at such a disadvantage.
In Qin Shuang's view, their skills were at least evenly matched, so why didn't he have a chance to fight back today? Seeing that he could barely defend himself, and with Qin Bu's aggressive attack, Qin Shuang had no choice but to be relentlessly pressed by Qin Bu.
"Qin Bu, did you learn your skills from that old codger?" Although Qin Shuang's appearance was ugly, he excelled in scheming. He knew that if he didn't make Qin Bu slow his attack, he might die here today.
When Qin Bu heard him call his master an old codger, someone he revered deeply, although Qin Bu's moves were aggressive, they became disorganized. He retorted, "Today, I'll kill you, this scum of the shadow sect, to give my master some comfort in heaven."
