"How do you want to spar?"
Mo Hua said, "I run, you try to catch me, see if you can catch me."
Elder Yi understood.
This is an attempt to spar in movement techniques.
He nodded and said, "Alright."
Then Elder Yi found a spacious Dao Room and said to Mo Hua, "Let’s do it here, there’s plenty of space for you to run."
Mo Hua looked around and nodded, "Okay."
And so, the sparring began.
Of course, it’s called "sparring," but in essence, it’s just "practice," and the atmosphere wasn’t that tense.
The two of them stood apart, a hundred feet away from each other, and Elder Yi said, "Let’s start."
Mo Hua replied, "Okay!"
Before the words were finished, Elder Yi’s figure had disappeared.
Mo Hua’s expression tightened, and before he could react, he suddenly felt himself being lifted.
"Got you." said Elder Yi, holding Mo Hua.
Mo Hua’s expression was a bit dazed.
"This..."
The Late Golden Core Stage movement technique was really too fast. Elder Yi was also a Spiritual Cultivator, particularly proficient in movement techniques. In a short time, he started quickly, and before he even had time to react, the figure flickered past him, too fast for him to respond.
The True Transmission Elder of Taixu Gate, truly extraordinary.
Even though Elder Yi appeared amiable and understated, his power was surprisingly strong when he really started, leaving him with no room to react at all.
No wonder he could teach Taoist Skills among the Eight Great Gates, truly extraordinary...
Of course, there was another reason.
Mo Hua turned his head to look at Elder Yi, "Elder, you must be at the Late Golden Core Stage, your cultivation level is too high."
Elder Yi was taken aback, "It’s not my fault that my cultivation is high..."
Mo Hua said, "Could you lower it to the Initial Golden Core Stage?"
The intensity of the Late Golden Core Stage was still too high, his movement techniques were being overwhelmed, and he couldn’t learn anything.
Elder Yi sighed.
What else could he do?
As a "sparring partner," he could only do what this little ancestor said.
"Alright, I’ll lower it to the Initial Golden Core Stage."
"Mm." Mo Hua nodded.
Elder Yi put Mo Hua down, and the two stood apart again. Then, with a "begin," Elder Yi’s figure disappeared once more.
But this time, Mo Hua managed to catch Elder Yi’s trajectory.
At the Late Golden Core Stage, he couldn’t react, but when his cultivation was lowered to the Initial Golden Core Stage, the pressure wasn’t as high.
In Mo Hua’s Divine Sense perception, Elder Yi’s figure stepped with an extremely profound step, shortening a foot to an inch beneath him, each step spanning several feet, and moved precisely into Mo Hua’s blind spot at his back.
This step was exceptionally exquisite and tricky, calculated and very particular about timing.
Soon, from the blind spot in Mo Hua’s vision, Elder Yi’s hand reached out, grabbing toward Mo Hua just like before.
But this time, Mo Hua was prepared, and just as the hand was about to grab him, his figure flickered and he slid back several steps.
Elder Yi softly exclaimed, "Hmm?"
"There’s something there..."
He continued to pursue, his form as ethereal as the wind, with footsteps subtly in harmony with the changes of the易Trigrams, fast and mysterious, making it hard for people to notice.
But after a few rounds, Mo Hua managed to evade Elder Yi’s big hand at the last moment each time, avoiding being caught.
Elder Yi nodded quietly to himself.
"Not bad..."
No wonder he had the confidence to spar in movement techniques with him...
Not only was his Divine Sense keen, but his movement technique was also quite refined. Judging by his ease, he must have put in a lot of hard work.
And the more they sparred, the more distinct Elder Yi’s figure became in Mo Hua’s Divine Sense, and the clearer his attacks became, making it easier for Mo Hua to dodge.
Watching Mo Hua dart around the Dao Room like a fish, Elder Yi’s eyes narrowed, and in his vision, the space filled with易Trigrams, causing his movement technique to change.
But this shift occurred within a hair’s breadth.
Mo Hua didn’t have time to react, he was still relying on his experience to evade Elder Yi’s captures, but just as he sidestepped, he realized the space around him was empty, and Elder Yi hadn’t moved to grab him.
"Oh no!"
Mo Hua immediately realized something was wrong, but it was too late.
Elder Yi emerged from another blind spot, seemingly invisible even though he clearly wasn’t.
His large hands grabbed Mo Hua by the shoulders.
Elder Yi smiled slightly, but his smile froze suddenly.
The Mo Hua he caught turned into water mist, dissolving right before his eyes...